The Good Samaritan

by John Marrs

when you’re not considered to be a threat, you can get away with much, much more.

I had a good feeling about him. I wanted to hear him die.

She didn’t just tread on my toes, she danced all over them with the grace of an ostrich on hot coals.

People are their own worst enemies

The only positive experience from my time spent living under her roof was learning how to convince the world you are one thing when, inside, you are someone altogether different.

Remain below the radar and no one will ever see you for what you are.

And as time marched on, I’d noticed the light behind his eyes was gradually dimming.

Olly showed me the value of finding an anchor that keeps you in place despite the storms engulfing you.