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Chapter 2
Imean,Ilethimspendallthatmoneyonme,andalthoughItoldmyselfitwasfair,itwasn’t.BecauseIfeltvaguelygrateful,I’vebeennicetohim.Evenmyteasingwasnice,evenmysneeringandspittingathim.Evenmybreakingthings.Becauseittakesnoticeofhim.Andmyattitudeshouldhavebeenwhatitwillbefromnowon—ice.
Freezehimtodeath.
Heisabsolutelyinferiortomeinallways.Hisonesuperiorityishisabilitytokeepmehere.That’stheonlypowerhehas.Hecan’tbehaveorthinkorspeakordoanythingelsebetterthanIcan—nearlyaswellasIcan—sohe’sgoingtobetheOldManoftheSeauntilIshakehimoffsomehow.
Itwillhavetobebyforce.
I’vebeensittinghereandthinkingaboutGod.Idon’tthinkIbelieveinGodanymore.Itisnotonlyme,Ithinkofallthemillionswhomusthavelivedlikethisinthewar.TheAnneFranks.Andbackthroughhistory.WhatIfeelIknownowisthatGoddoesn’tintervene.Heletsussuffer.Ifyouprayforlibertythenyoumaygetreliefjustbecauseyoupray,orbecausethingshappenanyhowwhichbringyouliberty.ButGodcan’thear.There’snothinghumanlikehearingorseeingorpityingorhelpingabouthim.ImeanperhapsGodhascreatedtheworldandthefundamentallawsofmatterandevolution.Buthecan’tcareabouttheindividuals.He’splanneditsosomeindividualsarehappy,somesad,somelucky,somenot.Whoissad,whoisnot,hedoesn’tknow,andhedoesn’tcare.Sohedoesn’texist,really.
