No human being, particularly a young, attractive woman, is so alone that there is no one to miss her when she disappears.
~ Maj Sjöwall
You get tough when you grow up unloved. People described me as a boyish girl - rather shy, but I didn't show it. I had an attitude. I was rather wild. I lied a lot because I knew the alternative was to be punished. As I got older I realised I didn't have to lie any more and it was a nice feeling. I could be myself.
