I would trust this boy to hold my heart in the palm of his hand before I would trust you to open a door. Why is that? Imagine an evil so comprehensively murderous that a tidal wave engulfs its victims in horror. Imagine that the victims are children and the perpetrators are their own parents. Imagine how you could ever trust or love again when your greatest fear is a fear of yourself. staged reading| 14 Oct 02 | Jerwood Space Outer London, Greater London Performance Details => Venue archive |
