‘It wasn’t your fault. Nobody blames you—’ ‘Oh come on, Drew.’ A bitter smile twisted my trembling lips. ‘Mum hates me, you know that. S...e wishes it’d been me that died, not her golden boy Paul.’ I’d been in my brother’s shadow my whole life. No matter what I did, no matter how I tried, I couldn’t measure up. My elder by two years, he’d been the brains of the family, the one who scored straight As, the one with the good looks. Me—I’d been no slouch and I hadn’t fallen from the top of the ugly. ‘No takers again then, pal?’ I asked him through the thin wooden wall. What was I doing, I thought, stood in here talking to some k** through the fucking wall? ‘No, and at this rate you’re the only person I’ll ever meet here!’ As I turned the lock on the door, Ian said ‘wait, just talk to me for a bit, unless you have something better to do?’ I didn’t, and sat down on the closed lid of the toilet. ‘what’s up, mate?’ I asked. Suddenly, a small circle was removed from the wall, and I could see. Inside a box you realise.*****Unseen to you Master has rolled you into a long wooden box, padded inside to keep you safe from harm. He then places a lid over the box and uses a hammer and nails to secure it in place, checking the air holes drilled in the top are clear of obstruction. Slowly He pulls the long box off the bed and onto the waiting trolley He has bought, leaving you upright inside the box. Slowly He wheels you down the hall way and outside to bring you to the boot of His car,. It was husband. I don’t know what he said but she was getting more and more angry. at last she said go and fuck the whore you were with and don’t come back here. Otherwise I will tell people about what a thieving employee you. stealing funds from the company to buy the car and buying gifts for that whore mother of yours. u fucking son of a bitch I guess she had him by his balls. she slammed the phone down and sat down.She apologized for her profanity. she had calmed down by now. I got some.