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All
parents
should
be
like
ours
,
then
sisters
really
become
sisters
.
They
have
to
be
to
each
other
what
Minny
and
I
are
.
Dear
Minny
.
I
have
been
here
over
a
week
now
,
and
I
miss
you
very
much
,
and
I
miss
the
fresh
air
and
the
fresh
faces
of
all
those
people
I
so
hated
on
the
Tube
and
the
fresh
things
that
happened
every
hour
of
every
day
if
only
I
could
have
seen
them
—
their
freshness
,
I
mean
.
The
thing
I
miss
most
is
fresh
light
.
I
can
’
t
live
without
light
.
Artificial
light
,
all
the
lines
lie
,
it
almost
makes
you
long
for
darkness
.
I
haven
’
t
told
you
how
I
tried
to
escape
.
I
thought
about
it
all
night
,
I
couldn
’
t
sleep
,
it
was
so
stuffy
,
and
my
tummy
’
s
all
wrong
(
he
tries
his
best
to
cook
,
but
it
’
s
hopeless
)
.
I
pretended
something
was
wrong
with
the
bed
,
and
then
I
just
turned
and
ran
.
But
I
couldn
’
t
get
the
door
shut
to
lock
him
in
and
he
caught
me
in
the
other
cellar
.
I
could
see
daylight
through
a
keyhole
.
He
thinks
of
everything
.
He
padlocks
the
door
open
.
It
was
worth
it
.
One
keyholeful
of
light
in
seven
days
.
He
foresaw
I
would
try
and
get
out
and
lock
him
in
.
Then
I
treated
him
for
three
days
with
a
view
of
my
back
and
my
sulky
face
.
I
fasted
.
I
slept
.
When
I
was
sure
he
wouldn
’
t
come
in
I
got
up
and
danced
about
a
bit
,
and
read
the
art
books
and
drank
water
.
But
I
didn
’
t
touch
his
food
.
And
I
brought
him
to
terms
.
His
condition
was
six
weeks
.
A
week
ago
six
hours
would
have
been
too
much
.
I
cried
.
Brought
him
down
to
four
weeks
.
I
’
m
not
less
horrified
at
being
with
him
.
I
’
ve
grown
to
know
every
inch
of
this
foul
little
crypt
,
it
’
s
beginning
to
grow
on
me
like
those
coats
of
stones
on
the
worms
in
rivers
.
But
the
four
weeks
seem
less
important
.
I
don
’
t
seem
to
have
any
energy
,
any
will
,
I
’
m
constipated
in
all
ways
.
Minny
,
going
upstairs
with
him
yesterday
.
First
,
the
outside
air
,
being
in
a
space
bigger
than
ten
by
ten
by
twenty
(
I
’
ve
measured
it
out
)
,
being
under
the
stars
,
and
breathing
in
wonderful
wonderful
,
even
though
it
was
damp
and
misty
,
wonderful
air
.
