here"It is, and always will be, very hard to accept that later that night the rest of us slept safe and sound in our beds. It was not until the following morning that we all discovered Keith had disappeared.
When my gran got to my mother’s house the following morning, I heard the question: ‘Where is Keith?’"Neither my gran nor my mother had a telephone at home, my mother thought Keith had arrived at my gran’s, my gran had thought that Keith had changed his mind and had decided to stay at home."I will never forget the confusion of that morning that quickly turned to complete panic and terror.
We grew up with the terror, thoughts and fears of that morning and it was to be over 20 years until we discovered, or rather had confirmed, that Keith.
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