My best friend’s death WAS MY FAULT

Chrissie, 48, Canberra, ACT

While waiting in court for the sentencing, I felt numb. What was about to happen wouldn’t change a thing.

My best friend, Laura*, was dead – beautiful, funny Laura.

She was just 32 and, like me, a mum to a little girl.

Now, justice was about to be served.

The judge’s words rang through the court.

Two and a half years’ jail time.

My legs buckled. I felt like I was going to fall over but firm hands