The rest of the family like , even love the place . I am the odd one out . I am also the only one in the family whose relationship with the house is as intensely intimate as only the connection between a building and its chief caretaker can be . In cases where this relationship is a love affair - this is not one of those , I assure you - the burden of stewardship , while still onerous , is lightened by periodic surges of pride and joy .
What may happen if you are the odd one out ?
- I will be forced to fight for my life in order to survive .
 - I will be forced to lie to the jury to save my family .
 - None of the above choices .
 - I will be forced to live in a house to please my family .


I will be forced to live in a house to please my family .