Alone. Silence imprisoning her.
The button beckons.
Suffocating silence. No chatter or cheerful commotion.
Eyes fixed on the button. Abruptly, she crosses the room.
Presses the button. Waits.
Three.
Two.
One.
Stampeding feet. Sudden clamorous noise. Wonderful chaos!
She smiles.
Three voices yell in unison:
“Mum! The Internet’s gone off!”
Verity Park, Alone.
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