Left to die on Christmas Eve, Grampa deserved so much more

Dear Stephen, W atching you, then aged 13, ...

Each month, a reader writes to a loved one in the afterlife and Mandy Masters tunes in to share their reply. This time, Julie Morris writes to her mum Marjorie

My instincts were telling me something was wrong with my baby. So why was nobody listening?

My teen daughter predicted tragedy, but a gift from above would help heal our hearts.

OK? Ready?” “Yep.” Fi smiled at Brand. She then picked up the bags full of presents, hoping her face had been convincing. There had been a time when she’d loved these family gatherings at Christmas bu