'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
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.