Clicking ‘print’ on my computer screen, I smiled to myself as the piece of paper came chugging out.
Grabbing it, I walked to the living room where my daughter Amber, 18, was sat watching the telly.
‘Got something for you,’ I smiled, passing her the paper.
She scanned her eyes over the words, then jumped up from the sofa excitedly.
‘Thank you so much, Mum!’ she squealed, running into my arms.
It was two tickets to the Shawn Mendes concert in London in April.
‘You can take one of your mates,’ I smiled.
Amber was beside herself with excitement.
When me and her dad Steve, 47, divorced two years before, we agreed that Amber, her sister India, 14, and brother Drake, 12, would live with him in Cardiff.
I had…
