The Good Samaritan

by John Marrs

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

Someone, somewhere in the country, is always having a worse time than you.

I understood that once you strip away a town’s facade, they’re all the same underneath.

So much of what you believe – or what you have convinced yourself to be true – can be flipped on its head quicker than you can ever imagine.

‘Think for a moment about the millions and millions of people to whom nothing horrible has ever happened . . . those who’ve never been blown up on a bus or washed away by a tsunami. Who’s to say we’re not going to be one of those families?’

I once read that if you tell yourself the same thing over and over again, eventually you’ll forget where the truth ends and the fantasy begins.