<blockquote>My mother had daughters year after year, and one by one, my father devoured us.
There were only three names allowed in the family, and only three children. There was the oldest, who was always Ruth, and the middle child, who was always Susan. The youngest was “the baby” or simply Baby.
When a new daughter was born, she became the baby. The former baby became Susan, and Susan became Ruth—and Ruth vanished.
Telling the story like this, it sounds as if we knew what was happening. We did not. I am telling you this so that it will not be a shock to you, the way that it was to me.</blockquote>
➤ gosh. wow. this is really good.