RUPERT: TEN YEARS LATER
“Grief is the price we pay for love.”
(Queen Elizabeth II)
A portrait of Rupert, commissioned to mark the tenth anniversary of his death, and painted by the artist Rebecca Foster
It was a Sunday morning; a bright promising summer’s day.
I’d been up a while, contentedly reading in bed. My wife had gone out to church. The children were in their rooms. All was quiet. Nothing unusual in that. Sundays were usually slow to start.
Eventually, I’d had enough of my book and decided it was time to get up. Passing my daughter Rosy’s room, I walked towards my son’s room, noticing that his door was nearly but not quite shut. Normally he kept it open so, respecting his privacy, I knocked. No reply. I went into the room and found Rupert.
Sometime in the small hours, he had hanged himself. He was 14 years…
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