DAD WAS KILLED AS I SLEPT
Oct 08, 2020
3 minutes
AS TOLD TO HARRIET BULLOUGH
Playing with my toys, I sprang up as soon as I heard the front door open.
‘Dad!’ I cried, when my father, Kevin, walked into the living room.
‘How was your day?’ he asked, a huge smile spreading across his face.
At five years old, I was truly a daddy’s girl.
Dad, 29, was my hero.
Then one night, in February 1990, he tucked me into bed.
Mum had been left for dead… her injuries were devastating
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