She said she’d like to go crazy with nothing to do. This was after she figured out I’m gonna keep her locked up in there, maybe forever. She tried to suicide, but I tied her down for a week and she cut it out. Still, she wasn’t so pretty with all that moping, so I looked around. One house I went in had a sewing machine. It didn’t need no electricity and was too heavy for her to lift, so it was about perfect. I hauled it up there and bolted it down tight. Now she’s sewing all the time.