OK, lemme just go to the jail my ownself and see what's going on. One of the investigators went to hug me, a longtime friend, but I was tearing up as I learned I had THREE kids in jail.
"If you're nice to me, I'll cry," I warned, following the sheriff down the hall where he was fairly certain I was gonna explode all over him.
Heck, I'm not mad at him, I'm furious with my children. "What would you do?" I asked him, "What do most parents do?"
"They come screaming in here with their lawyers," he responded.
"Well not me, my hard-headed kids gotta learn."
"Then leave 'em here, we'll take good care of them."
I apologized profusely, "You know I raised them better than this, remember I'm Daniel's mom too," as our sons had played on the high school baseball team together.
An aside: I ran into a retired nurse today who asked me about Daniel, telling me he was always her favorite as she'd had to chase him around the health department to give him a shot when he was six years old...dadgum if he wasn't the cutest thing ever.
So I walked away and left Vanessa in jail.
However the judge, who'd handled her adoption, let her out on an Own Recognizance bond, probably figuring he was helping me out, reducing a felony charge to a misdemeanor.
She'd been in a fist fight at the Mexican trailer park.
Her victim goes to school with my other kids so I went by the school to give the prinipal a heads up, a little fearful that my other kids might face retaliation. I caught Sabrina there wearing mascara. "Girl you are 12 years old," I unnecessarily bellowed at her, "I hope you enjoy restrictions."
Vanessa called Big Joe to come get her and give her a ride. I'd already talked to him that morning, brought him up to speed and he gave her a talking to, "Mom knows, she's already been down here this morning."
Like I wouldn't know in this county?
"You need to straighten up, go back home, get your life together, this is stupid" he insisted to her.
My other kid got his probation revoked for his second DUI and I don't want to talk about the other. Visiting hour is gonna be blistering from me, that's for certain.
Vanessa had the nerve to complain that the deputies were 'clowning on' about our family. Duh girl, you gave them the ammo. They'd been called three times on her lately, fed up they took her in last night.