Her secret second battle
Paula Scott, 54, Thetford
Washing the dishes and chatting to my youngest daughter Georgia, I suddenly spotted an oval lump on her neck.
‘What the hell is that?’ I cried.
‘It’s been there a few days,’ Georgia, 22, shrugged.
‘I thought it was because of my cold.’
‘I don’t like the look of it,’ I said.
She burst into tears.
‘Oh, sweetheart,’ I said, giving her a reassuring hug.
Georgia was sensitive and shy – she worked as a nursery nurse and
