"I don't have any siblings," she answers. "It can be a little lonely." And a big brother has always seemed nice, because she'd have someone to fight for her honor. An older sister seems nice because she could reveal to her all the secrets of womanhood that her mother dances around. And of course, if Christine had had a younger sister, she would do the same for her. Setting that thought aside, she keeps talking. "But do you grow food on your land?"