Secret

I spent the weekend washing my sister's linens in the hot springs underneath the Manor. I didn't really get to enjoy the sun, but my sister's nose can predict the weather; she says that it won't rain anytime soon.

I found a dead bird and used its blood to write my name on a picture of the Pope. I hid it in the wall of a bathroom closet (where I tore a hole), but if anyone finds it, they'll know who to give it to! I've been using that hole to hide all of my treasures.

Everytime I get something nice, my sister takes it from me because I can't take care of it as well as she can. It's not like she takes care of my things though; she just sells them.