Being a mother it was all to easy for me to relate to their suffering. What could be worse I asked myself, over and over again, than to lose a child and not know if they were alive or dead.
In the end the book I wrote was never published. The family returned to Ireland and were approached by a national newspaper who wanted to publish their story but insisted on using their own writer. This week the new version of the book is on sale. It is entitled Please Find My Amy. I hope lots of people buy it and that one of them remembers something, some small detail that will help the police find out what happened to Amy Fitzpatrick that night in 2008.