When friends become family
Tears streaming down my cheeks, I curled up into a ball on the sofa.
As I did, I felt a comforting hand grab mine.
‘Everything will be OK,’ my best friend Erica told me defiantly.
‘Will it?’ I sobbed, looking at her through my bloodshot eyes.
It was 2015 and I’d just suffered my second miscarriage.
A little boy we later discovered had Down’s syndrome, whose precious heart had stopped beating
