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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