Starved, beaten, dumped

Little Elijah should have been s afe with his mummy

A child’s funeral was full of mourners but one had put her in the coffin

Their little boy was dead and they knew why

I thought I’d never tell a soul what happened in that graveyard

He was a loving father, but w hat was he hiding?

If I’d known the truth about my boy’s trip, I’d never hav e let him go