I often wonder when I see people what is lurking behind the front that they put up, like her over there.
I mean some people just hide it so well, but it's when you can hear them through the ceiling at night, a muffled hiccupy sob, then it makes you sit up and ask 'what's happened to make her lie up the crying into that pillow night after night, wimpering like a lost child?'
It wasn't much better when he was there...