Stroke At 16

But my son came out fighting.

- Frances Leate

Fiona Garland, 42,

Maidstone

I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel as I waited for my son James, 16.

I’d arranged to pick him up from an interview for a shop job, and had been expecting him 30 minutes ago.

‘What’s taking him so long?’ I asked my daughters Jennifer, 14, and Lucy, 9, in the back.

In the end, I decided to go into the store.

‘I’m afraid he didn’t turn up,’ the shop manager explained.