'Mum, I was attacked last night and had to get staples in my head'
How a mother's nightmare came true for Florence Horsman Hogan after her son's night out in city ended in assault
Published 01/11/2015 | 02:30
It's the moment every mother dreads, isn't it?
You wake during the night and realise one of your chickens isn't in the nest where he's supposed to be. Now, as a mother of three fine strong sons, all in their twenties, I'm not exactly innocent as regards the ability of young males to wander out at night - but for some reason this felt different. The 21-year-old's bed looked as if it had not been slept in, and none of the family had seen him since early the previous evening.
I headed into work at about 6.30am, texting and ringing his phone every 15 minutes or so, again and again, not getting through. The resounding sound of silence was so deafening, I could hardly hear my thoughts. I just couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling that something was terribly wrong.