My Granddaughter Called Me At 2 A.m. From An Intake Office

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But the email chain with a woman named “Director Evans” was different. Victoria’s emails were filled with fabricated anecdotes about Emma’s “escalating instability” and “defiant outbursts.”

She’d attached photos. Pictures of Emma on her worst days, caught mid-sneeze or crying after a bad grade, framed as evidence of mental decline.

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