‘I want a tattoo.’ I said one morning, Clara and I was watching tv when I spoke up. She stared at me and smiled widely before grabbing my hands and pulling me with her to her truck.

‘Get in.’ she said. In the few months, I was here, this was the first time I left the house, and the first time I was in a car with Clara.

‘Wait? Is it safe for me to be out?’ I asked while she drove down the dusty road

‘Mmh’ she turned on the radio ‘I’m sure you’ll be fine, it’s what now five...six months. Besides Rodeo’s place is safe and no one...