This is my story, though I gave it to another person in another time and another country. It was the only way I could tell it. The person I gave my story to first appears in a livery stable as the raggamuffin Mark. He is a stranger with a dark secret, hiding under the brim of his hat. He is a mystery to everybody he comes across, but most of all he is a stranger to himself - until simple acts of kindness breaks the lock of his heart and he begins to remember...
Published: 4 February 2014