"You'll do. Come on." She grabs Cat's hand, pulling her up, and Cat stumbles to her feet, woken from her reverie."I will?"Trina dragged her upstairs. ...he was going to tear Tori a new one when she got home. Tori knew she was supposed to be here in case Trina wanted anything! It's the whole reason Tori was born; Trina had asked her parents for a personal assistant, and that was Tori. You'd think she'd be more grateful. But Cat seemed willing enough. She tugged Cat into her bedroom, motioning her. Am I ever going to live that down?When I got home, I reviewed the list of instructions David had thoughtfully drawn up for me the previous Monday. Not thoughtful as in caring, but thoughtful as in doing everything he could think of to humiliate me, including treating me as if I couldn’t memorize a set of instructions. On the other hand, my having them drawn up, I could make sure I followed them step by step without forgetting one. My first task was to get naked. Then use the bathroom. I was to. ” I opened my eyes to see Cecile with her arms around aunt Susan, partly restraining her and partly comforting her. With this, Susan burst into tears and dropped to her knees in front of where I sat, and as she did so Cecile followed her down. Aunt Susan’s tears were such a surprise that feelings of sorrow began to well up inside me, and I found myself apologising to her. Susan was a creature of ice and fire; I’d never seen her in such a state before. Stranger still was the realisation that. ”“I figured all this out while he was still bellowing into the phone, and the first thing that struck me was that I wasn’t mad. Waiting until this week is over is a truly considerate thing to do; me being exhausted and angry all week could’ve been disastrous in any number of ways. But the next thing that struck me was that I wasn’t mad. I didn’t feel any inclination towards anger, or upset, or resentment. Nor am I going to feel them tonight, tomorrow, or whenever he finally tells me the.