FREYA
I lie in the dark on my back with one hand flat where the baby is and the other on the empty side of the bed beside me. Eli's side, losing track of time but I know it's been a long time.
I wanted to go with Max and Eli to the border to help the patrol team but Eli refused.
In his words, “"Freya, no. Stay. The boy needs someone here. He needs you.”
Even when we both know there’s nothing I can do for him when he has his real mother in the same house with us.
By first light at the window, I am up and I can feel my stomach grumble because I ate nothing the whole of yesterday but still I have no desire for food.
The breakfast room at this hour is the safest room in the house because it is empty, and I at least should have a cup of tea and the small ordinary mercy of being alone befo
