It is five years since the two of them died, I still miss them very much. They both left everything they had to me, yes, lots of money and the house. It is a full-time job looking after the house, not so much the building, as the people in it; and of course Stefanie.
The madness has not gone, the house is full of it, sometimes it is sad, sometimes funny. I tried to push Stefanie, to make her a human being, to fill her head with ideas, to make her think, to relate to other people. It worked at first but she turned back into herself; I'm now her legal guardian. She never leaves the house, like many others in the house – all rather sad.
But some good news, that awful doctor, the misogynist, the one who first treated Bob, is gone. He must have been mad, he stepped off a high building last week. He should have done that years earlier.
The birdman in the attic is also gone; he tried to fly away and he succeeded. The Happy Birthday Boy celebrated his thousandth birthday, we had a very big cake, but no candles on it. Yes, if you live here you can be a fruitcake AND eat it. The two maddest people in the house decided that they were really mad and married each other, now they are very mad and very happy.
I could have kept my old job, though I don't need the money any more. Yes, I liked working with my colleagues, but discovered, after thinking about it one day, that the customers were worst than the people in the house. Yes, why are clients so awful? Say what you like about the people in the house, but they are all honestly mad.
I try to get out of the house once a day and visit friends at the weekend. Yes, I'm worried that I might lose my mind, but who could I ask, who could I trust? Certainly no doctor, they are all completely mad, perhaps it's a requirement for being a doctor. I have decided to get pregnant and meet some ordinary people. I have told no one about this, but already five people in the house, one a woman, have offered to help me.
I have managed to persuade the person who wears lampshades to play the violin in the park every weekend; he's quite popular. We only discovered that he is a he after he put on a suit to play in the park. I have even taken Steffie to hear him play. I still have hope that Steffie will become a human being one day.