Chapter 833 Rag Doll(Incest/Taboo):>Ep85

• I know it's a hackneyed cliché, but the shopping trip with my sisters really was the first day of the rest of my life. For the first time in my life, someone had done something for me, with me, and nothing was expected from me; dad had brought us up to expect quid pro quo; I did for you, now you do for me, and that's how it was with Bobby and me, even though now we had nothing; he fed me, so he expected me to one day pay him back, and the payback would be so much more than he'd ever done for me, because that was how it worked. Those were the rules dad taught us, and I'd accepted them, but now I was beginning to see that didn't have to be how it was.
• It was kind of an eye-opener; my sister (my sister, wow; I was still trying that on for size!) had given me things and bought me things because she wanted to, not because she had to; my other sister kept me company and stopped the loneliness from seeping back in not because she had to, but because she wanted to. I just had to learn how their world worked; overall they just seemed to have had a much better deal than me, at least when it came to parenting and family life. Perhaps I could learn to be like them, to get more out of life than I thought I was stuck with; maybe they'd even let me share in their world, in their family. It wasn't much to hope for, but it seemed to me to be a whole new, better way to be.
• After that first meal together as a new family, Ayesha asked me to stay while the girls cleared up and washed up. I was a little apprehensive, but she didn't look mad anymore, in fact, she almost looked...concerned, if that was the right word.