“The further inside you hide the hurt, the more it hurts inside. All wounds need air to heal.”
— I Wrote This For You, written by Iain Thomas
Alice and Tommy Jameson live on their farm in a small rural community in northern Tasmania. Along with their three children Sara, Henry and young Jenny, they have carved a living for themselves tending the merino sheep and cultivating their precious land.
When Sara goes missing in local Banya woods, a man hunt is organised. Weeks of looking leads to nothing, and the family are forced to carry on their lives without their eldest daughter.
When Jenny disappears six years later, the blame is placed firmly on Henry’s shoulders. In despair, he leaves the farm and his sweetheart, just when life had taken a turn for the better. Alone in Melbourne,
Henry has to survive the temptations of this burgeoning city. Memories stick with him, haunting his dreams and his waking hours as he realises that the ghosts of the past are never really gone, but are integrated into his present, and ultimately, his future.