The next morning, Theo heads to work, leaving me with Tobias. I told them I don’t need a babysitter, but they ignore me. I can tell they don’t trust me. I have no intentions of running again after what happened the last time. While I sit on the couch, Tobias comes over handing me a hot cup of coffee.
“What’s the plan today then?” I ask, hoping he will have some idea of what we can do that doesn’t revolve around the TV. This place is boring sometimes, especially with its lack of internet and there aren’t many books left on the shelf I haven’t read, and I have no intentions of reading the dictionaries or geography books that remain on the shelf.
“I don’t know, what do you want to do?” He asks, rubbing my leg.
“Well, that’s why I asked you; if I knew I would be doing it. What do you and
