Untouchable tornado hunter: A mother puts an end to the choking game

On July 9, 2012, my son Marnix died from a choking game. He was fifteen, highly gifted, introverted and believed himself untouchable.
Unfortunately, he lacked the natural reflex not to tempt death.
I started writing this biography out of fear, afraid of forgetting all the beautiful moments and only having that phone of my crying
to remember mother-in-law who said, "He hanged himself."
The 'jeu du foulard' or the 'rêve Indien' seems to be timeless. My target audience is not the group of curious experimenting
young people, unless someone close to them died by 'accidental suicide'. It is a book for a broad adult audience that
must inform themselves.
My son was special. Unapproachable. It was fascinating to be able to write about him.' - Annette Boon