Chapter 5 - Confronting My Parents Over Phone
The police officer handed me departmental burner phone, instructing me to call my parents back while they recorded the conversation on tape.
My hand shook as I punched in my mother’s private landline number, waiting through three long rings before someone finally picked up.
“Hello?” my father’s voice answered, sounding annoyed rather than worried.
“Dad, the police are currently en route to your house with felony child endangerment warrants,” I said, my voice ice cold.
There was a heavy, suffocating silence on the other end of the line before my mother’s voice abruptly hijacked the receiver.
“You wouldn't dare involve the police over a minor family misunderstanding! Do you know what this will do to our reputation in town?” she shrieked.
“Your reputation? My eight-year-old daughter nearly died carrying her baby sister in sub-zero temperatures because of your vicious pride!” I fired back.
“They walked away on their own accord! Nobody forced them out into the snow!” my mother screamed defensively.
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“You slammed the door in their faces when they told you their father was in the hospital! The law calls that reckless endangerment!”
“We are pillars of this community! The police won't touch us!” she roared before slamming the phone down in a fury.
