Afterwards Ellie found her mother in the kitchen and said, ‘Mum. I want to stop my tutoring.’ Her mum turned and looked at her questioningly. ‘Oh?’ she said. ‘Why?’ Ellie thought about telling her the truth. She thought about saying she’s freaking me out and saying really weird things and I really don’t want to be alone with her for an hour every week any more. How she wished she had told her the truth. Maybe if she’d told her the truth, her mother might have been able to work it all out and then everything would have been different. But for some reason she didn’t.
