For the Love of AliceChapter 3
Spring 1995 I returned to university in the New Year and was soon once more engrossed in study. On the last Saturday in February, my world was torn apart. The first hint was when Joe burst into my room. "Your dad's at the door." A million and one questions race through my mind. I was dressed and downstairs in less than a minute. One look at Dad's face confirmed the worst. "Mum?" I asked urgently. "She's fine. It's Alice." "What! What happened?" "We're not sure exactly....