The police called to say my son was found walking alone late at night. At the station, he held onto me and said, ‘Mom, Dad didn’t let me in…He was playing a scαɾy game in your room.
The phone call came at 11:47 p.m., a shrill, unwelcome intruder in the quiet hum of the nurses’ station. I swear my heart stopped beating for a full three seconds when I heard the words “Highway Patrol” on the other end. “Mrs. Hayworth? This is Officer Rodriguez. We have your son, Quinton, here at the … Read more