I'm Beverley.
Mum to three children. Two girls (14 and 22) and a boy (17).
Hmm, I feel really odd saying that these days. I have my daughters but my boy was killed last year - run over by a Ford Galaxy taxi. Nowadays, I never quite know how to answer when people ask me how many children I have. If I say 'three' - I might have to say their names and a little about each of them. And the only, all encompassing, thing to say about my boy is that he's gone/dead/no longer here. And let's be honest, that's a bit of a conversation stopper.
Here is my story:
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