Chapter 6 - Child Protective Services Arrives At Our Suburban Home
By noon, I returned to our suburban home to pack a small bag of clothes and essentials for Ellie’s recovery period.
Ben was sitting at the kitchen island, drinking coffee and talking in hushed tones with his mother, Linda.
“Where have you been, Rachel? You shouldn’t be leaving Ellie alone at the hospital,” Ben snapped defensively as I walked in.
Before I could answer, a firm knock echoed against the front door, followed by the heavy thud of official boots.
I pulled the door open to reveal two uniformed child protective services investigators flanked by local county sheriff deputies.
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“Mrs. Rachel Parker? We received an emergency mandatory report regarding an incident of severe pediatric scalding,” the lead investigator stated.
Linda dropped her coffee cup onto the counter, where it shattered into a dozen sharp ceramic pieces across the tile floor.
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