Last night – my poor daughter

My little girl (actually she’s 22 and taller than me, but always my baby) called me last night at 1.30 to let me know she was having to go to hospital. She had been assaulted at work. So obviously Paul drove me to the hospital so I could be with her. My poor baby is …

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