You shift on the couch uncomfortably, rubbing your eyes. You’re tired, but the police officer said you have to stay awake a little longer. He have you some water. You thought that was really nice, at home you get your own water.

The police officer said his name was Simon. Daddy always told you that he doesn’t trust police officers, and that you shouldn’t either. That’s why when Simon asks you questions you don’t answer. They’re always questions about daddy, and you don’t know why.

Speaking of daddy, Simon won’t tell you where he is. He says he’s somewhere else, and that’s all. He also won’t tell you where mommy is. Simon says she’s somewhere safe. Daddy had a distinct metallic smell before the police officers came, you don’t know why. It’s different from how he usually smells.

Simon sits across from you, looking at you with sad eyes. You don’t know why he’s sad, what does he have to be sad about? Simon is big, he’s bigger than daddy. He’s also more gentle than daddy, and he doesn’t yell at you.