Ben never came home
Jan 19, 2021
4 minutes
WORDS: MISHAAL KHAN, SARAH YATES.
Lying in bed one Thursday morning in July 2019, I was surprised to see my 14-year-old son, Ben, climb in beside me. ‘Hi, Mum,’ he smiled, pulling the duvet around him. My husband, Mark, 50, was in the shower, and it was unusually early, at 6.45am, for Ben to be awake, let alone want a cuddle with his mum. Ben was a typical teenager who we usually dragged from bed for school every morning, so I was secretly chuffed.
‘As I sat down, my whole body was shaking’
I remember every moment of that morning. Ben chatted excitedly about an assault course his class was going on that day to mark the end of term. Then,
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