#Chapter49
The next morning Theo went off to work, leaving me with Tobias. I told them I didn’t need a babysitter, but they ignored me. I couldn't blame them, it made sense they didn't trust me. Besides, I had no intentions of ever running away again. I sat on the couch, curled up in a ball when Tobias came over with a hot cup of coffee. /"What’s the plan today?/" I asked hoping he would have some idea of what we could do that didn’t revolve around the TV. This place was boring sometimes, especially with its lack of internet and there weren’t many books left on the shelf I hadn’t read, and I had no intentions of reading the dictionaries or geography books that remained on the shelf.
/"I don’t know, what do you want to do?/" he asked, rubbing my leg gently. He was tense, prepared for me to bolt or freak out. But my fear had waned with the warming of the day. I reached down, grabbed his hand, and squeezed it.
