Where Hope Springs

One night in late January 2017, shortly after his seventeenth birthday, my cousin’s eldest son Conner Urwin went to bed feeling poorly. Thinking it was the same virus his dad had been experiencing, both parents went to work the next day. Around lunch time my cousin Emma picked up a call from Conner and heard the words “Please help me” repeated several times before the phone went quiet. A massive bleed on the brain meant his life hung in the balance and if he recovered at all he would likely...