I kneel down beside Silver and I have no idea what to say. There is no point in explaining about Aunty Sophy, what she’s like because Silver won’t understand. She spoke the words therefore they must be true, at least in some way. That’s what Silver’s mind is processing at this point.
I reach for him but he flinches and pulls away. It breaks my heart. I stroke his hair and he doesn’t pull away this time, but his head remains down and he is still shaking.
“Silver...” Again he flinches... oh