My First Book, The Sham; What Music Playlists Can Bring To The Party
Six months ago, my boyfriend was quite a catch. Ask anyone.
But that was before the stubbly face, the cruddy clothes, the living rough in the woods. Before the headaches forced him to constantly rub his forehead like he’s trying to remove indelible ink. And way before now where he’s covered in blood, slumped under HOT DRINKS & CAKES on the supermarket cafe floor.