Chapter 14
This was Brandons life.
For....many years.
Time didn't matter in the white boxes...the boxes were Brandon's world.
Every box simply consisted of white walls and paths that came and went nowhere.
Nora spent untold time with him day after day. Night after Night. Watching him grow. Tending to his needs.
But even with Nora in his life...and Jacob in his life nothing truly changed...and yet everything was changing.
It started when one day Jacob walked into the room with an armful of items.
With a small hesitation Jacob had juggled the stuff inside of the box, before he dropped them on a Table.
A weak, four legged brown table, that had been brought into the room by Nora so that she could fix Brandon his meals...and dine with him.
"Jacob...what is this!?" Nora challenged walk
