The confidential ones.

For the place they were planning to send her.” He looked up at me.

“A private facility.

It was called Pinecrest Care Home.” The name meant nothing to me.

I had never heard it before in my life.

But the way he said it, the careful dread with which he laid the two words down, made my knees give out beneath me, and I sank onto the cold tile across from him because my legs would simply no longer hold my weight.

Pinecrest Care Home.