My wife Katie had taken our daughters out, everything was set, I’d bought her an eternity ring for our anniversary, the babysitter was arranged the restaurant booked.
As I approached our house I noticed a strange car, the driver got out. “Mr Schofield”? he asked “Yes, who wants to know”? “I’m afraid your wife and daughters have been involved in a serious car accident please come with us”
Here I am in the emergency room and I am falling apart. Our beautiful daughters were dead on arrival. Katie, although conscious is not expected to make it. How do I tell her our babies are dead? “Are Jodie and Maisy ok” Katie asked. I plastered a smile on my face “yes just a few scratches, they can’t wait to see their mummy”. Katie smiled as I slipped the ring on her finger. Minutes later my remaining reason for living also died.