LOOKING TROUGH THE KEYHOLE OF A PECULIAR FAMILY

Alice Liddell could stay facing the wall for hours. She didn't day anything, she was barely moving and she drooled every once in a while.

Her other big occupation during the day was to look through keyholes. Not that she could see anything trough any of them, but she persisted. And everytime she would go out and see new keyholes she rushed at them with a "gwaa" of delight.

The Liddell thought it was very cute when she was eight but now that she was twenty one, they felt like addressing the elephant in the room.

On a bright Sunday afternoon, around tea time, they invited professor Milton to talk about Alice. It had rained over the day and, when the professor came into the living room he dragged his muddy shoes onto the living room's carpet.

"Oh, don't worry, professor. We have an excellent maid and..."

But the professor could not care less about the tacky carpet. His eyes were held prisoner by the woman in a blue dress, petting an imaginary cat on her laps.

" Jesus Christ, said the professor, she is completly gone".

Mrs. Liddell thought she would pretend like she didn't hear the remark. Mr. Liddel appeared himself a moment later.

"You're late ! YOU ARE LATE !" said Alice. And kept on petting her invisible cat.

Liddel smiled at her and and came to the professor.

They all sat down and Mrs. Liddel started :

"She used to be very normal, when she was little...she woukd go to school and be interested in every subjects..."

"Exept mathematics." added Mr. Liddel.

" If you could not interrupt me all the time - tou see Doctor even on the day of the wedding he interrupted me all the time -"

" I didn't. I was trying to make a speech and..."

"You see doctor, always".Frustrated mother, weak father, wrote the Doctor.

"Anyways, said Mrs. Liddell, she used to be just fine. Quite charming actually. But then she, you know, started...changing. She kept on running after things we could not see, she talked to the flowers and got into argumenta with them, she would throw her buttered bread aand pretend it was a bread fairy...and of course she has this thing wit keyholes."

"And I am the only professor you've ever asked to come ? Didn't you think ahe needed help a long time ago ?"

"We didn't want to admitt she wasn't...all there. Is it too late to do anything doctor ?"

"YOU ARE LATE FOR THE TEA PARTY"Everytime she hears the word "late" she...

"YOU ARE LATE FOR THE TEA PARTY WITH THE RABBIT THE RABBIT AND THE CATERPILLLAR !"

"Right, said the doctor. Did she ever had a problem with said rabbits and said caterpillars ?"

Mrs Liddell looked at her husband and said:

"Well, turns put she was keeping a dead rabbit in her closet for some years."

"Oh."

"What can we do Doctor ? "

"Tell me about one peculiar memory you have of her. I will then decide if I want to take her to the Rosehope Fields. "

"Well...said, Mrs Liddell (as Mr. Liddel was taking out a handkerchief to wipe his tears), there was this time with Charles Dogston..."