Tag: glenn kildal

‘I got a job!’ Nik gave me a what the hell look as he turned from the cooker. ‘A job? You don’t need a job.’  ‘No, I don’t need it, but I wanted it.’ I walked over to see what he was cooking. Spaghetti and tomato sauce. Yum. ‘What’s the …

Telling lies was a natural state for me. I’d been telling people lies for as long as I could remember.  But some things couldn’t be lied about anymore.  Not now I was in the car with Mum, after she’d come pick me up from the psychiatric hospital they’d sectioned me …