It was almost ten o’clock by the time John and Amanda from social services, and Griffiths took me home to pick up my things. I packed random items of clothing into a bin bag, grabbed my charger, my laptop, and my Firefly box set, and declared myself ready to go. I didn’t speak to Mum. Amanda stayed behind to chat with her, and John and Griffiths took me to Griffiths’s house. On the way, I texted Michael.
On my way to Mr. Griffiths’s house. Staying with him. Everything’s okay.
Good, came