133 3 Democracy and citizenship Very good, Janine, says Aunt Lydia. You are an example. I have to wait until this is over before I put up my hand. Sometimes, if you ask at the wrong moment, they say No. If you really have to go that can be crucial. Yesterday Dolores wet the floor. Two Aunts hauled her away, a hand under each armpit. She wasn't there for the afternoon walk, but at night she was back in her usual bed. All night we could hear her moaning, off and on. What did they do to her? we whispered, from bed to bed. I don't know. Not knowing makes it worse. I raise my hand, Aunt Lydia nods. I stand up and walk out into the hall, as inconspicuously as possible. Outside the washroom Aunt Elizabeth is standing guard. She nods, signalling that I can go in. This washroom used to be for boys. The mirrors have been replaced here too by oblongs of dull grey metal, but the crucial – afgerandi inconspicuously – ber lítið á an oblong – rétthyrningur dull – hér: matt Moira (Samira Wiley)
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