Thank goodness, you’re trustworthy.’ “‘At least you’ve got your head on straight.’ “‘I’m glad I have one child who is responsible.’ “And I dragged up everytime I tried to rebel, like when I cut school once in the fifth grade, or when I refused to play the piano for company, and how all I ever heard was, ‘That’s not like you, dear.’ I couldn’t give enough examples of how invisible I felt. No wonder I didn’t know who I was half the time.
