2nd March, 2023.
I don’t know about you … but my default TV channel is the BBC’s news channel.
And, back in January?
The channel told us that Constance Marten and her boyfriend, Mark Gordon, had gone missing.
It seems she was from a very posh family: and he had convicted of at least one rape — at the age of fourteen — and deported to the UK, from the US.
Their burnt out car was found in January.
I thought, at the time, it sounded romantic: a latter day Bonnie and Clyde, hiding from the police by going seriously off-grid.
Then news came out of Gordon’s offences: apparently, he’s done some twenty years for rape.
Then came the serious news.
The pair had had a child: one who’d not had the usual jabs and checks a new born child would have.
A couple of days ago?
The pair were found — minus the child — and arrested.
With the police searching for the child: and making appeals.
Yesterday … ?
The baby’s body was found.
I could weep.
But also admit I wasn’t surprised: ever since I’d heard they’d been found, but not the child.
The pair have — for whatever reason — gone on the proverbial run.
Which is fair enough.
But … ?
Have — effectively — killed their own child as a result.
I’m deeply saddened … and can only hope the pair do serious amounts of time.
They might have an explanation.
But that doesn’t mean they’ve got an excuse: not for the death of a child.
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