Nine years ago we lost my sister. All the kids loved her – she was the best auntie for all her nephews and nieces. Everyone loved her. She was a very strong person. She would do anything for anyone. She’d take the shirt off her back.
When my sister was a child, she was assaulted and she nearly died. Years later, when her abuser was about to be released from prison, she used to ring me every day screaming down the phone because she was so scared that he was going to come back.
