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 .
What may happen if you are the odd one out ?
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 .