I forgave my son’s killer
Mar 10, 2020
5 minutes
WORDS: ANNA MATHESON, CHARLOTTE NISBET.
‘James hit his head after being punched’
Watching my son, James, then 21, pack his sports gear into his suitcase, I hovered by the door. ‘Don’t do anything too dangerous, please,’ I asked.
‘Sure thing,’ he shot back with a smile.
It was 2004 and James was off to the Swiss Alps for a week to ski and mountain bike. Ever since his teens, he’d been an adrenaline junkie, but he was a softie at home. Growing up, he was close to his brother, Phil, and when their dad, David, and I split up in 2006, they supported us. And when I remarried my new husband, also called David, they were happy for me.
In 2008, James announced he was moving from Southampton to London to retrain
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