Face to face with MUM’S KILLER
Kathryn Gaskell, 25, Manchester
Walking into my mum’s bedroom, I was greeted by a familiar scene.
Mum, Tracy, then 44, was nestling under the duvet.
The sun was shining through the open curtains, and she was listening to her Savage Garden CD.
As she turned to see me in the doorway, she flashed me a familiar smile.
Closing the door behind me, I silenced the background noise of the care home.
‘How you doing, Mum?’ I asked, wrapping her in a cuddle.
It was July 2011 and for as long as I could remember, this was
