and yet every day I feel myself drifting further away from Mother and Margot.
I worked hard today and they praised me, only to start picking on me again five minutes later.
You can easily see the difference between the way they deal with Margot and the way they deal with me.
For example, Margot broke the vacuum cleaner, and because of that we've been without light for the rest of the day.
Mother said, “Well, Margot, it's easy to see you're not used to working; otherwise, you'd have known better than to yank the plug out by the cord.”
Margot made some reply, and that was the end of the story.
But this afternoon, when I wanted to rewrite something on Mother's shopping list because her handwriting is so hard to read, she wouldn't let me.
She bawled me out again, and the whole family wound up getting involved.
I don't fit in with them, and I've felt that clearly in the last few weeks. They're so sentimental together, but I'd rather be sentimental on my own.
They're always saying how nice it is with the four of us, and that we get along so well,
without giving a moment's thought to the fact that I don't feel that way.
Daddy's the only one who understands me, now and again, though he usually sides with Mother and Margot.
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