There are no rules for this. I try my best, and that's really all I can do. She pushes me away, and he says to just keep trying. She'll come around, he assures me. Or she'll cut off your hand, he adds with a laugh. Very funny, I think, and I shoot her a wary look. There are no rules for this, but this isn't how it's supposed to be. She's too hard, too harsh, too rough, too deaf. I'm afraid, not just for myself, but for her. If she doesn't learn to bend a little, she's certainly going to break.
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