A,

Thank you. He was a good man. My sister was a good person, too. The funeral already happened.

Everyone is talking about what will be done with us. The ones who are left. My sister Delight is technically of age — well, technically we all are, but of course no one has entertained the idea that I can live on my own, and my younger brother is still in his last year of school. My aunt intends to take us all in, I think. She still feels responsible for what happened — I was walking home from her house when I was attacked. But that was five years ago; I think she ought to have finished off her penance by now, with how guilty she always looks any time I'm around.

I don't like being surrounded by other people's guilt. I suppose that's selfish of me. They're only trying to help.