The doorbell rung, it was katy, we'd organised a girly night for tonight; movies, wine just the usual saturday night. Except I opened  the door to tears streaming down her face and frantic mumbles, I couldn't understand a word she was saying. "Come in babe, we'll get you a glass of wine and you can tell me what all these tears are about yeah?!" Katy was two years younger than me, I'd always felt a kind of motherly instinc...