Walking into the kitchen, I found my daughter Emily singing along to Harry Styles songs as she did the washing-up. Smiling at me, she carried on belting out the notes, making me laugh. It was March 2019 and I’d just finished my weekly late shift at the supermarket where I worked.
‘WE WERE DISTRAUGHT SAYING OUR GOODBYES’
Every Thursday evening was the same routine, with Emily, then 17, cooking dinner for her brother Patrick, then 10, while I worked late.
Emily was a caring, protective older sister but then she’d always been an incredibly kind girl. From buying food for homeless people to standing up for school classmates who were being bullied, Emily was driven to help and look after others.
In August 2019, after passing her A-levels with
