I missed him. I was alone then, in the house, and I have been alone ever since. Look. Do you see the moon? I was certain there would be one. Lying here on my bed. I can see it clearly. Interesting. how its light catches on the bars outside my window, making them blacker and thicker and so much more stern-looking. Hareful place, thix. But Miss DeGroot says I'm "family," mean-ing, I suppose, t…