Plans

She has recognised me.

We have drunk some hot chocolate

together. I’m going to take her home.

They’ve been kind to her, but it’s

dehumanising here,

and the drugs have been worse

than the alcohol. She will need to rest,

before I call the lawyer.

That obnoxious man

won’t let me see the children,

though her daughter calls

to say they’re fine.

I can hear her voice quiver

but she’s a brave, fearless girl.

I’m going to rescue them.

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