I am the ugly daughter. I am the one nobody comes for. Emma says she's gonna leave this place and start her own life off in the city. She says she doesn't want to wait for a man to take her away, but she doesn't want to be left alone either. But I know Emma will be taken by a boy with long locks and rings on all fingers in no time at all. I don't want to wait this way, every night leaning all my sadness on one elbow, waiting for someone to love me, imagining what might be. I want to be the woman with red lips who pushes all the boys away. But, she's beyond me too. I just don't know who I am.