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The dim flat smelled of stale smoke and regret. John paced, a shadow against the peeling wallpaper, while the teen sat frozen on the sagging couch. The air was heavy with the weight of lost mums and dead demons. John stopped, his eyes hard but weary, and raised a glass. He looked at the child, really looked, before letting out a sharp sigh. “Right. First things first, love. You’d reckon they have child services for this type of mush?” He took a long, desperate drink.