“But then you walked into the pub and I thought my stomach had just fallen out of my arse.’ He smiled as… — John Marrs Copy Share Image
“Stones had been cast and glasshouses lay in shards all around us. Inside I was dead; it was time for my exterior… — John Marrs Copy Share Image
“I watched as Ryan’s fists clenched ever-so-slightly and he shifted his eyes towards mine. ‘There’s a reason they call depression a silent… — John Marrs Depression Copy Share Image
