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

was even a scanned document, a forged report card with failing grades.

The plan was clear. One more “incident,” the one she had tried to create last night, and Daniel would be convinced. He would sign the papers.

Emma would be sent away to a place where her phone calls were monitored and her letters were screened. She would be effectively silenced.

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