Chapter 6
I went and sat in the small office, putting Mia on the floor with some toys, but she was bored within two minutes and started trying to climb up on my lap, whining and pulling at my shirt.
‘What?’ I yearned for the day when she could talk and tell me what the problem was. Instead I fetched a ball from the play corner and we rolled it up and down the hallway for a while. The afternoon was warm and I paused by the open side door, staring out across the car park at the slow brown river beyond, lined with grass-green weeping willows, and wondering what I should do.
I desperately needed someone to talk to and my first thought was of Andre, but I was banned from communicating with him for now. I jumped at a voice behind me.
‘We’ve finished the rooms, love.’ It was Joyce, one of the
