Chapter 1
Cinderella
dead mother
wicked stepmother
evil stepsisters (2)
friendless
Me
dead mother
wicked stepmother
evil stepsisters (2)
friendless
I tapped my pen against my lips, debating whether or not Cinderella is actually friendless. I mean, she does have all those talking animals helping her out when she gets into a jam. But do they count as friends? It's not as if a blue jay can meet you at Starbucks for an after-school latte. As I tried to categorize the small woodland creatures Cinderella associates with, my eyes accidentally wandered over to Jessica Johnson, this girl who sits across the classroom from me. When we made eye contact, her expression didn't change -- it was as though I wasn't there.
I crossed out friendless in the Cinderella column and drew in a woodchuck.
Cinderella
father dead
Me
father alive
Once more, I wasn't sure this was an accurate description of our respective situations. I mean, technically, my dad is alive. More than technically -- it's not like he's in a coma or anything. But considering that I am currently living with his new wife and stepdaughters on Long Island while he spends Monday to Friday back in San Francisco finishing up this mondo case he was supposed to be done with before we moved to New York in August seven months ago, his being alive doesn't do me a whole lot of good.
I went back to my list and put quotation marks around alive.
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