The ding of a text halted my rage. It was my daughter. 'Got four tickets.’ I messaged her back: 'Great. Westlife here we come.’

A COUPLE of weeks ago my phone was hopping with excited messages from my daughters. 'Westlife are back together.’

The ding of a text halted my rage. It was my daughter. 'Got four tickets.’  I messaged her back: 'Great. Westlife here we come.’

By Tric Kearney

A COUPLE of weeks ago my phone was hopping with excited messages from my daughters.

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