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9STUART TUESDAY 9 JUNE – 11:14am It ’ s tense in here. The claustrophobia, monotony and boredom of our incarceration over the last couple of weeks is getting to all of us. Mealtimes are the worst. I don ’ t know who ’ s being more difficult, Nathan or Sally. Reasoning with a fifteen year old is proving to be as hard as reasoning with a frightened three year old, but he usually sees sense in the end. Hannah ’ s not letting us forget she ’ s here either. Every time she screams for her bottle the noise cuts through me like fingernails scraping down a blackboard. ‘ I don ’ t like soup, ’ Sally says, shoving her bowl away. I push it back. ‘ Don ’ t want it. ’ ‘ Try and eat it, sweetheart, ’ Gabby says. ‘ Don ’ t want it, ’ she says again. ‘ Try a little bit for Mummy. ’ ‘ No. ’ ‘ Come o

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