Keep It in the Family

by John Marrs

‘Look, I can’t say hand on heart that this is going to work out for us. It might be a complete disaster. But we can only give it our best shot and keep our fingers crossed.’

I know that I wear a different, tougher skin now to the one I was born into, but scratch beneath the surface and below I am that same, frightened child.

show me a mother who doesn’t want to spend time with her son and I’ll show you someone who hasn’t raised him properly.

But I’ve grown to realise that when I don’t have blood on my hands, they are uncomfortably dry.

The two women in his life finally have something in common, yet they appear further apart than ever.

How has my life come to this? I am stuck in a house I hate surrounded by people I don’t like and who don’t like me.

persona non grata,