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| Why Not Adopt Me Instead |
My first full day alone in the wilds of Willowdale: will I survive? Will I maintain my sanity? Will I be able to recruit enough strength to continue writing this harrowing account of the ordeal? Will searchers stumble across this journal many years in the future? Only time will tell.
My sister, and sole housemate, has gone questing in Central Asia; gone in search of motherhood. She has flown to the ends of the Earth to seek an adoptive child. A truly heroic – and oh, so expensive – quest.
I warned her of the perils, cautioned her about the pitfalls, and ever so tactfully suggested that if she was dead set on adoption mightn’t there be a nineteen-year-old buxom, blonde au pair to be found. Was my sister grateful? No, instead she threatened me with death … again.
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