Pulling up on the driveway, I lugged my bag over my shoulder.
Ready to say hello to my mum, Sally*, and sister, Sophie*, I couldn’t wait to chill out for the evening, preparing to settle down after a long day at work as a carpenter.
However, as soon as I stepped through the front door, in January 2020, it seemed my idea was turned on its head.
Hearing voices in the kitchen, there was an unfamiliar one that I didn’t recognise at first.
And walking in it was clear that there was a stranger in our home – a man who looked roughly the same age as me.
‘Ah, this is Sebastian,’ Sophie introduced, before he smiled in my direction.
Flashing one back at him, the name suddenly rang a bell.
With my parents working in the care industry, it then registered that Sebastian, then 24, was someone that they all knew from work.
Everyone thought he was so lovely
From what I had heard, he seemed like a friendly guy.
With mum completing some care training with him in the
