Elvis SAVED MY LIFE
Let’s walk the dog!’ I called out to my daughter, Sabrina, then 15. Walking along the lush green footpath, our dog Ronnie barked excitedly as we arrived at the park.
It was July 2015, and life was sweet and simple.
Living with Sabrina, I’d often phone my daughter Carly, then 24, and chat with her, her daughter Breanna, six, and her baby Levi, one.
I’d also walk the 10 minutes to see my other girl Cammielle, then 19, and her little boy Brandon,
