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care.  They probably think that our parents are in gaol, that we are despicable and easy to despise people; I wish I had some say in all this.  I wish they’d hurry this God damn process up!
    Silas doesn’t like it where he is, and his anger towards me is apparent, because he’s constantly asking me angrily why I’m not coming for him.  I tell him the truth, but I’m just another adult telling him shit... and he’s scared, sad and... fuck ... he’s really sad!
    When he hangs up, I scream at my ceiling and bash my fists into the wall.
    Damn... I’ve made a hole in the thin board.  I’ll have to patch it up now, before Phil and her come to inspect this rat hole!
    “Fuck it!” I shout to nothing ; “I’m going to work early!”

Chapter Two: The First Year
     
    ...January...
    “No, no, no, no!  This w on’t do!  He can’t live here!” Roxanne, or whatever her name is, starts grumbling.
    I’ve patched the hole in the wall and cleaned the place till it’s sparkling more than it had previously... okay, it’s not sparkling ; but despite the wet carpet smell, I did manage to get rid of the mould.  But it is what it is, and I agree that it’s shit.  Especially given that it’s a sweltering 38 degree day, after a week of rain.
    “It’s what I could afford!”  I sheepishly explain , when all I really want to do is to grab her stomach, push my hands inside and rip out her intestines; she’s just a mega bitch!
    “Okay... it is bad... but maybe we can do something.” Phil insists; trying to repair my damaged family.  He’s the good cop. He’s always trying to be nice.
    “What can be done about this hovel Phil?  It’s almost a condemned building!” Rosanna... Rhonda... whatever... she complains.
    “Who did you rent through?” Phil asks me.
    “RentMax.” I reply.
    “Okay... he has rentals all over the greater Newcastle area... We can transfer this bond across if I talk to him and explain... we’ll look at getting you a better apartment.  Silas needs to be settled with you before school starts if this is going to work!” he states, smiling.
    She just walks outside with a grunt to go and have a ciggie.  I’m wondering how the smoke would look, seeping out from her slit throat; gurgling up through all that blood and sinew.
    I still haven’t seen Silas... it’s been over a month.
     
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    “We’re wasting time... we have other clients to see Phil.” Robin protests ... yep, her name is Robin.  Phil reminded me; and I remembered just in time that it’s illegal to slit a social worker’s throat; even if they do qualify for the biggest bitch of the year award.  So, no... I didn’t get to see smoke drift through her sliced and diced throat.
    We’ve been to the offices of RentMax and Phil has personally spoken to the property manager ; out of my hearing, and somehow, I’ve been let out of my lease; as long as I take on one of the three other properties the same owner has.  The only one that bad cop Robin will allow me to even look at is double the price of my previous apartment; at $300 per week, it is located in East Hamilton.
    I’m getting out of the back seat of their vehicle, while looking at the property.  It’s a big improvement on the apartment; for starters, it’s a free standing house; a very skinny free standing house, certainly!  But nonetheless, it’s a house.  With a yard, and a shed.
    “This is what you need to consider.” Robin says snidely, pulling out a ciggie.
    I snap and I see red.
    “You need to consider the cost to the tax payers for your disgusting smoking habit.  It’s people like me that pay for your care through the Medicare system; and then bust my back giving you the time of day when you’re sick in hospital; when there are people who are out there, really sick from not inflicting their brand of suicide stick.” I lash out.  I don’t give a fuck actually; kill yourself bitch, just stop being a rude cunt to me while you’re at it.
    I know