What if you didn’t know where your teenage son was last night...

What if his body was found in a shallow grave in the woods…

What if there were twelve other bodies dug up….

What if your son WASN’T a victim…

How well do you really know your loved ones, the people you live with every day, the family you trust? Scott and Blair thought they knew their son, but they were wrong.

Becca’s review of The Other Boy sums up the feeling of my book beautifully – 

Holy moly. Where to even start. I'm so torn over Mason. I can't say anything without giving it away, so I won't. But as a parent, I feel for Scott and Blair so so much. But I feel Mason's story too. It's a lot. My word, I'm stumped. This is good. It's really good but it will injure you.

As with all stories, the book is about the relationships within it. Do you ever really know someone? What do you miss when you are too focused on your own path? As a parent, at what point do you pass the responsibility for choices made onto the child? The Other Boy is about parents and children, love and loss, regret, guilt and forgiveness.

Halloween has always been a favourite holiday in our house, and we always host a party for the kids. They play apple bobbing, wrap each other up in toilet paper in a team game of speed, take turns throwing a dice to get a six and the chance to eat chocolate with a knife and fork wearing gloves, and they go trick and treating. Our neighbourhood is all-in, decorations, dressing up, pumpkins, buckets of sweets, and adults lurking around corners scaring the unsuspecting children.

It’s fun.