No Safe Place

Chapter 57

P: Who picked the word “disorder”?

D: You know what? I don’t know.

P: It makes it sound like – like a minor skin irritation. Something you can pop to the chemist for. Pick up a cream.

Pause

P: That’d be nice, wouldn’t it?

D: Well, I’d be out of a job.

P: Disorder. (Scoffs) It had to be a man. I think he was taking the piss.