‘He pulled something from behind his back – a knife’ ‘Karl froze, realising it was his son standing there’ My mum Susan, 60, sighed as I poured out my heart. It was October 2015 and I’d had another row with my partner, Karl Hughes. Mum had heard it all before over the past 14 years.
‘Your dad and I think you’d be better off without him,’ she said.
I knew she was right. When we’d got together as teenagers, Karl had made me laugh, but he was 29 now and I realised his jokes hid a dark side.
Recently, I’d found empty vodka bottles hidden around our home in Dudley, West Midlands. He was aggressive, argumentative and barely lifted a finger with our children Joshua, then nine, Alexander, four, and…