Only People Unhappy In The Present Seek

...which Fairy-tale Princess Ever Chose Her Maid Over Her Prince?

Quite Simply The Book And I Were Meant To Be Together.

It Was The Sibling Thing, I Suppose. I Was Fascinated By The Intricate Tangle Of Love And Duty And Resentment That Tied Them Together. The Glances They Exchanged; The Complicated Balance Of Power Established Over Decades; The Games I Would Never Play With Rules I Would Never Fully Understand. And Perhaps That Was Key: They Were Such A Natural Group That They Made Me Feel Remarkably Singular By Comparison. To Watch Them Together Was To Know Strongly, Painfully, All That I'd Been Missing.

But In My Humble Opinion, A House Needs A Good Party Once In A While; Remind Folks It Exists.

Thinking Of Nothing. Trying To Think Of Nothing. Thinking Of Everything.