I look at the person who had just entered the room. Turn away from the person I return to my activity; which is filling glass tubes with ethanol and putting flowers and various things inside of them. I don't understand why father does this. I don't need company, I'm perfectly fine by myself. I finally glance at the almost familiar person from the corner of my eye. "What's your name?"

Does father still think that if he sends someone as my companion that I'll forget what he had done to me?