14. The Walls Close In

The apartment is more claustrophobic than the tent.

Adam is back with his mum. He’s started school. I see him even less than before.

I stare at the white walls my landlord told me not to paint.

Bright blue eyes.

The ticking of the clock sounds on top of the never-ending hum of traffic from the road.

Bright blue eyes.

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