RIVERI couldn't sleep that night; my mind kept on wandering to my father. I had promised him that he could trust me, and now I was lying again. I opened the door and slipped out, trying my best not to wake my dad and Aunt G.

I tiptoed to the kitchen, determined to work my mind to tiredness so I could fall asleep quicker. I open the fridge and begin to reorganise, wiping down every surface with a wet rag. It had been a while; I had to try out my mind and body so I could fall asleep.

A door ...