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He splays his fingers across my jaw, tilts ry kiss that knifes straight to my soul

When we finally move apart, I slip my hand into his

He speaks the words of the feth fiada and we vanish into the night

To imprison me Quite possibly forever

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She said she didn’t have a choice: her parents were dead, one, she had no friends who could handlethat could keep me safe while she went to work, and somebody had to pay our bills

She told irl and she knew I couldn’t help freeze-fraer it put us in She said even though I had a rasp I don’t think anything was beyond rasp I just didn’t have any fear

She told e would no longer be necessary I thought ht when she was home but she said I didn’t have the self-discipline yet to risk it She thought I’d run away I probably would have

She wasn’t beingwhat she had to do For us She worried aboutme safe

Years passed

We developed routines Life went on You don’t know things are strange when you don’t know any different She was good to e that I used to push out bedpans

In the evenings, after we ate dinner together on the floor, she brought ive myself a bath and clean h the bars

We played jacks and cards and she boughthts we had popcorn and she rented a movie for us