Sitting at the back of the car with the baby, I look at the two figures in front.
They don't talk but Dad is checking his mirror frequently. Mum checks the side mirror.
We had a narrow escape. Did he sense something? He came home so unexpectedly. As we turned round the corner, we saw his car racing towards our building. He didn't notice us.
Dad drives a borrowed car with privacy windows. They told me to leave everything behind. They bought all what I needed to start over. They even destroyed my phone.
We speed away in the night.
Neville Hunt 10 months ago