Call from ACS looking for Jacket. My heart is pounding like crazy in fear. I can already tell this is a GOOD, SANE case worker. I essentially said “I have no new concerns” and that Jacket “looks and acts healthy enough to me but I’ll always support someone checking in on them” (I wouldn’t blog about any of this is such was not the case). Then I got a call from Jacket’s mom asking me to take her for 3 weeks. Still in a car on my way.
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mamato2boysand1girl said:
What?!?!?
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theotherexpatwife said:
Three weeks! I hope all is ok
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anniehinton said:
:( oh keep your spirits up, I’m sure things will work out ok!
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