CLARK FAMILY

Stacey was nervous when I arrived.

I’d just flown into Perth, where I stood waiting outside the terminal. I was hugged and ushered into the family car where I rode shotgun, while we made our way out of the city. It was here that Stacey told me of the butterflies.

I reassured her that she just needed to be herself.

And that’s all I ever need.

More importantly, that’s all you ever need. Ever.