Alice didn’t come home last night. I can’t begin to tell you how angry I am right now. How can she have no respect for me or her mum? Anything could have happened to her. Anything might have happened to her. My wife wants to talk to her to find out what’s happening, to understand but I think we should come down hard.
We called the police and they talked to us about this M bloke – it turns out that there’s been loads more going on than I knew about. I feel let down, let down by Alice, even let down by my wife: she knew – or suspected – a lot of it.
How can we have brought up a child to be like this? How do we get through to her? Alice came home looking like a shell of a person – who knows what happened, but she still seems set on seeing the lowlife again The police told us to keep a diary, to start logging what is happening and when. I asked them if we could put an electronic tag on my daughter, I think everyone thought I was joking.
I didn’t know where to start to be honest, apart from grounding her for the rest of her life. Apparently that won’t help. My wife is going to sort something out called a child protection conference, the police are going to come and a teacher from Alice’s school. Apparently we all get together and decide some practical actions for protecting Alice. We need to protect Alice because it’s like all sense is leaving her. What happened?