Michelle Ryan

Like it was, we were kind of fighting with our own minds.

We were saying, oh no, no, no, there's an explanation for all of this.

No, there wasn't an explanation for it.

Niall had called Daddy's house.

And for us, that was a sense that something had happened to him.

Like I rang the hospitals to see if there was a report of an accident or if somebody had been brought in and they said no.

I gave them daddy's description.

They said no.

So when that was ruled out and then Niall had come to daddy's house, like you put the two of them side by side.

It was red flags.

It was alarm bells and it was...

like we were distraught.

It was a case of trying to convince ourselves there has to be an explanation, even though we knew that there couldn't be an explanation.

Yeah.

It wouldn't have been like him not to have been in contact with you in particular, I'd say, was it?

Oh God, absolutely not.

Absolutely not.

And like we'd say, if Daddy was often out, we'd say driving the truck and he might be out of reception.

He wouldn't be out of reception for too long, let me tell you.

And he'd be back on the blower to you, do you know?