Cathy Glass

social worker had telephoned and said she was trying to bring a teenager into care but she’d run away. She’d asked if I could take her at short notice when they found her – they would bring her straight to me – and I said I could. I’d be told more once she was found and was with me.

‘I’m glad you told me what was on your mind,’ I said, holding him close. But I was reminded how easily a young child could worry and fret, even if they felt secure and well loved.