The first thing that greeted me when I reached the landing was the high-pitched, wailing noises coming from behind Caoimhe’s closed bedroom door. Instantly, I recognized the disturbingly unnatural sobs as those of a grieving mother. Only once before had I heard keening like that, and it had come from Sadhbh Allen when Bethany died. The excruciating keening sound that came out of a bereaved mother when her child died was hauntingly distinctive and something I hoped like hell I would never have to endure for a third time.
