"You know, Alice, eavesdropping is not a very nice thing to do." I was so engrossed in the conversation my parents were having that I didn't notice Lorina, my sister, accompany me in the kitchen.
"Oh, I was only-" I tried to say something to justify my eavesdropping but Lorina cut me off.
"I just was kidding with you Alice. Now where did that old heifer put the vases?" Lorina asked as I noticed she was holding a bouquet of flowers. The flowers were probably from one of the many boys that chased after her. Those boys were always so silly to me; they wrote her songs and stood outside her window. Sometimes my window when they didn't know which room she was in. The shyer boys left anonymous love poems at the door. I wonder if that's what boys will be like when I get to be Lorina's age, right now all the boys in my school seem so silly and childlike.
"I think the vases are still in the cabinet under the window." Our maid has a habit of moving things around in the kitchen. Lorina thinks the maid, or "that old heifer" as she likes to call her, only moves items around so that we won't ever locate them. And by relocating everything, she ensures her position as maid. Lorina believes that we can run a house, and use a kitchen, without a nosy maid putting her nose into everybody's business.
"Alice, why are you doing the dishes?" asked Lorina as she found a vase, "Has Father dismissed that old heifer?"
"Mother told me to do the dishes."
"Does that mean Father dismissed the maid?"
"No. The maid is washing Dinah."
"Why would anybody wash a cat? I bet that nosy heifer is going through my things again." Lorina and the maid never liked each other. The maid always thought Lorina was too young to have boys chasing after her. So, the maid made it a habit to set the dogs out on any window singer in order to discourage anyone from wanting to date her. Lorina thinks the maid acts like this out of jealousy, since the maid never married.
"What a nosy women. Right now she is going through all my things while my sister does the chores she was hired to do. And she says she is washing a cat; why the bloody hell would you wash a cat?" Lorina asked ranting.
"Mother just didn't want me to hear the conversation."
"What conversation?"
"Mother and Father are talking about me in the parlor."
"Why would they talk about you? You're a little girl. Are you sure they aren't talking about me?"
"Yes I'm sure they are talking about me."
"And why is that?"
"I've been listening to their conversation."
"So, what have they said about you, in this conversation you rudely eavesdropped into?"
"I didn't mean to eaves-"
"I don't want to hear about why you eavesdropped, Alice. I want to know why they are talking about you."
"I don't know but they used the word 'schizophrenia'. I don't even know what that word…"I stopped talking because Lorina was giving me the same serious look mother and father had used.
"Oh, well I'm going to join Mother and Father in the parlor now. You finish those dishes like you were told," my sister said after some silence, and then she left me to finish the dishes.
A/N
I guess I love Alice in Wonderland enough to write a second chapter. Alice's sister is never named in the book and yes I know the Tim Burton movie calls her by a different name. I named Alice's sister Lorina after the real sister of Alice, the girl Lewis Carroll wrote the book for.
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