SILENT KILLER
Picking up my phone, I rang my parents.
‘How are you?’ I asked as my dad Ken, 81, picked up.
‘I’m OK,’ he replied, stoically. I was used to seeing my parents all the time, but since lockdown hit in March 2020, we’d been reduced to phone calls and the odd wave through the window.
It was tough, but I didn’t want to put Dad and my mum Margaret, 66, at any risk.
Mum and Dad had been married for 48 years, and they were devoted to each other.
They’d set an amazing example for me and my younger sister Claire, 43.
They were always so loving and supportive, and we all looked out for each other.
But since the lockdown, Dad’s
