My Private Pectus

“There’s something different about my body. It’s not something I’m proud of either, not something I show anyone. It’s like the missing piece of a jigsaw you can’t take your eyes off. If I were to take off my shirt you wouldn’t see my face, my freckles or ratty hair. You’d just suck your cheeks in and stare. All you’d see is the depression in the middle of my chest.”

A realistic story about cars, footy, a love interest, and the commonly forgotten ingredient: a young man’s emotions.