THE ONLY HEIR

chapter 30

My throat was burning, as if I had drank too much of gin, but it didn't burn from the consumption of alcohol, it burnt from thirst.

I could drink an ocean right now if they let me, I could suck up the Pacific in a single sip and I might still feel thirsty.

I thought of asking Geoffrey for water, but I didn't want to speak with him. I went to the window, it was tightly shut, since I came here, the window has never been opened.

I tried to check the rims to see if I could penetrate, I looked around the room, to see if I could break it with something, anything.

I saw nothing, I sat in silence, only hearing the ticking of the clock, that annoying clock, that would tick so slow at night.

I looked at the clock, it had a metal rim, the idea struck me.

I went to the clock, it was fairly large, I broke the glass carefully and as quiet as I could and the plastic came off, then I had a square shaped metal frame, I bent it, it was too hard it couldn't bend.

I ran to the wknd