(1) In my room I had a window with an angled view of the rosebushes and wrought iron fence that separated our backyard from that of the neighbors (2) A complicated electrical junction hung between the houses,right about my lookout, and I'd stare out enchanted as robins and crows perched there to rest. preening their feathers and defying the deadly voltage that coursed under their claws. (3) A bird would catch me looking, cock its head, and glare back with a fierce eye transfixing me like small prey (4) I spent hours scanning the alley that ran behind our house where huge holes in the concrete stayed filled with water after it rained and old men with pushcarts navigated around the muddy pools (5) One guy sold blocks of ice stacked under a canvas tarp. (6) Another guy had a grinding wheel to sharpen our mother's scissors and kitchen knives. (7) It was a shady universe out there and it beckoned with the promise of adventure. (8)Boys pitched pennies and puffed cigarettes in the shadows behind the drugstore (9) Stray dogs rooted in garbage cans. (10) Across the alley a tall hedge hid the backyard of a boy who was crazy. (11) Down the block the alleyway disappeared from sight, but I could still pick out the top branches of a weeping willow tree where Dickie Downs shot sparrows with his BB gun (12) At night the moon shone through my window, sometimes with a glare so near and bright I felt I could reach out and touch it, and at other times with a remote, milky face whose expression changed from dour to benevolent with distant, passing clouds. (13)I loved the moon (14) My favorite childhood poem was "The Owl and the Pussycat." (15) When Mom read that to me I was overjoyed as they sailed off with a stash of money and plenty of honey and "danced by the light of the moon, the moon __ (16) I had no idea what Ronnie thought about as she lay in her own bed and observed the same landscape. (17) She had a bookshelf full of books, something our parents never thought to install in my quarters. (18) Our rooms were lonely places and my imagination filled in the mystery of my sister's private moments-maybe reading from her favorite book Alice in Wonderland, studying the encyclopedia, or shooting telepathic signals to Brer Rabbit and Elvis. From Steve Geng, Thick as Thieves: A Brother,a Sister-a True Story of Two Turbulent Lives (2007 by Steve Geng Question The author suggests which of the following about his room? He used to share it with his sister. He strongly disliked it. He preferred it to his sister's room He spent a lot of time in it alone