'Dear diary, it is now day 253,

                                                        Since my wretched cousins Edmund and Lucy invaded our house. Not sure how much longer I can cope living with them...

Having to share my things. If only one could treat relatives like one treats insects, all my problems would be solved.

I could simply put them in a jar, or pin them to my wall—'


"I'm home. Hello!" Lucy's voice echoed from downstairs. Eustace raised his head and hurriedly wrote his last entry and gather his things.

Especially his Mother's sweets.


'—Note to self, investigate legal ramifications... of impaling relatives.'


"Hello, Uncle Harold. I tried to find some carrots, but all they had were turnips again." Stride towards the kitchen with a paper bag full of fruits and vegetables in her arms.

"Shall I start making soup? Aunt Alberta's on her way home." Lucy asked as she shrug her coat off. An Old man was sitting by the window with his Newspaper up to his face, listening radio and ignoring Lucy.

"Uncle Harold?" Lucy called him again sharply, as she take her coat on the coat rack,  yet she receive no reply. Edmund scoff and sticking his tongue out while taking his own coat off.

"Father! Edmund's making faces at you" an annoying voice suddenly spoke by the Staircase. Edmund looked back at his cousin who raised a straw and spit right through it. 

Edmund's anger raised in high level and glared at Eustace.

"Why, you little...!" Edmund gritted his teeth and ran towards the staircase to Eustace who have evident fear in his eyes. 

"Father! Edmund's gonna hit me!—"

"Edmund, look! It's from Susan." Edmund's attack halted and turned to his sister. Lucy with obvious joy in her face and her eyes lit up and twinkle in delight as she raised her hand with a letter from Susan.


'Dear Edmund and Lucy,
                                                        I do wish you were here with us. It's been such an adventure, but nothing like our times in Narnia. America is very exciting, except, we never see Father, he works so very hard. I was invited to the British Consul's tea party this week by a naval officer who happens to be very handsome, I think he fancies me.