The next day, I did not go out of my room at all. Although Alpha Antony would sometimes check up on me out of worry, for the most part they would let me have my own room. On the other hand, Mathew comes to see me every day at noon. When I opened the door for him, I saw that he was holding a box of cereal.

"Why is there so much bread here?" I look at him.

He walks in, sits on my bed, and says, "It means I don't have to cook." He now goes to the living room and switches on the set. I roll my eyes...