Our champ!
On morphine, hooked up to wires, Daniel looked so tiny and helpless.
But even the next day, he was showing his fighting spirit, wanting to get out of bed.
I helped him to his feet – and before I knew it, he was leading me down the
Snatched At Birth
Natalie Wanzel, 34 Sitting in my mum's lap, I begged her to tell me the story again. About how I'd come to live with her and my dad, John, then 41, and older sister, Anna, then 11. It was September 1995, and aged 6, I never tired of hearing it. Now,