I used to comfort myself with the belief that it was only certain individuals and their peculiar notions that spoilt things for the rest of us. But how many individuals does it take before it's not the individuals who are prejudiced but society itself?

Don't you know that boys don't cry?' Adam grinned. 'Shall I tell you something I've only recently discovered,' I replied, not attempting to hide the tears rolling down my face and not the least bit ashamed of them. 'Boys don't cry, but real men do.

The news lies all the time. They tell us what they think we would want to hear.

Five years off my life... I wondered with a wry smile, would people be immortal if they didn't have kids?

He pulls the hood over my head. I try to pull back. I'm not trying to run away. I just want to see her... One last time.

I wish... I wish he wasn't quite so ashamed of me. And if he could stop feeling so ashamed of himself, then maybe we might stand a chance.

People are people. We'll always find a way to mess up, doesn't matter who's in charge.