I told work I’d been sick – I was terrified they’d learn the truth

My younger brother (left) was dead (Picture: Sam Meekings)

I was startled awake by my phone ringing in the middle of the night.

At first, my groggy brain mistook it for my alarm – but it was my mum.

‘It’s Luke,’ she said – and instantly, I knew something terrible had happened.

My younger brother was dead. He was just 24.

Luke had pulled over by the side of the road on the way home from work, and by the time the ambulance arrived it was already too l...