I heard my bones break

Joi Partain, 34

Scrambling for my uniform, I grabbed my phone.

Can you look after the baby? I hurriedly texted my flatmate Rachel.

It was June 2009, and the lingerie shop I worked at had offered me a last-minute shift.

As a 21-year-old single mum with no relatives nearby, Rachel was the only person I trusted to babysit my daughter Page, then 8 months.

Sorry, she replied.

My heart sank, as I needed the money.

Then…

Jonathan says he’ll do it, Rachel texted.

I sucked in a breath, knowing I needed to make a split-second decision.

Jonathan was