Is it ever too late for the gift of goodbye?
As I write now, you are eight years old - asleep in the bed next door in princess pyjamas, with a fairy costume discarded on the floor.
Twenty-Five. The age I had you. The age our story began. And the...
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I stroked the top of my baby's head and whispered to him gently that I would find a way. I will not let them take you...
Once upon a time Kate's life was full of love and smiles and laughter. A time...