27th March

          As predicted, Eleanor found a way out. She smashed the window with a French dictionary and climbed out. We didn’t see her go, but when I brought up her food she had gone. We went to the police for the third or fourth time, to report her missing, but they are utterly useless. I know I’ve said it over and over again, but it’s true. They simply don’t take me at all seriously, and I can tell they think of this as an ordinary teenage escapade.

          So we just have to hope that she comes back.

The End

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