Why i stopped searching for mum

MUM, Dad, there’s something I need to ask you . . .” Chloe left the sentence hanging in mid-air. Tessa looked up from her crossword puzzle, noticing the troubled expression on her daughter’s face. Chl

Apart from the For Sale board, the house didn’t look any different from the last time I was here. Six months ago now. The day of my father’s funeral. A memory of how fragile my mother appeared that da

Do you remember that park you used to take me to as a kid, the one with the red, boat-shaped climbing frame? It wasn’t too far from our home in Hull where we lived. You’d often sit on a bench chatting

As I watched the kids all filing into the school hall, I forced myself to smile. I loved my job as a youth minister, working in schools with kids aged between five and 10. It brought such joy to my li

Brittany had been a teen mum herself. So when her lookalike daughter said she needed to chat, she knew what was coming…

YOU can’t just throw it all in a skip, Mum!” Bryony’s voice was muffled by a dust mask as she crouched in the loft space, carefully avoiding bumping her head on the beams. She examined a battered trun