You Killed Me First

by John Marrs

‘It might have been a while since you had your kids, but I bet we can still get your pre-baby body back in no time.’ I cover my smile with my hand. Margot’s kids are her stepchildren.

GAGGED LMFAAAAOOO

‘Because you have to be . . . something.’ ‘Says who?’ ‘Says the world!’ ‘But I’m part of the world and I’m telling you what I am.

Frankie is the opposite, and perhaps I resent her for thinking she knows who she is when I didn’t.

Suggest a historical sexual assault by a male celebrity and the first thing social media wants to know is either ‘Why did you wait so long to report it?’ or ‘How much money are you trying to get from him?’ Not, ‘I’m sorry that happened to you, how can I show you my support?’

Monsters cannot be beaten. But fragile men made of flesh and bone can be.