‘All I could do was scream’ My daughters, Rebecca, then 16, and Samantha, 12, bundled into the car. Before they’d so much as fastened their seat belts, they were begging me to put their Justin Bieber album on. ‘You’ll wear it out if you keep listening to it,’ I joked, as I pressed play on the CD deck.
It was May 2010 and while my other children, James, 12, Kane, seven, and Roxanne, five, were being looked after by my mum, I was picking the girls up from their roller-skating lesson.
As they gossiped together, I couldn’t help but smile. All my children were close, but Rebecca and Samantha were best friends. They did everything together – whether it was going to the cinema or giving each other makeovers in…
