The detective’s mother just died after a long illness and the funeral is the week. When the detective’s father died Jacket’s mom said she wanted to attend the services so I relayed the details (and spent a lot of time trying to explain how to get there even though in the end she didn’t show). Although she’ “in Florida” now, I figured I’d try to reach out to Jacket’s mom via her Brooklyn landline. She’s never given me the number and I’ve never used it (except that one time I called just to see if it was indeed hers…), but it’s listed. A kid answered the phone and I think I recognized the voice as one of Jacket’s cousin’s:
Me: Hi, is Jacket’s mom available?
Kid: Who is this?
Kid: You have the wrong number.
Me: Ah, okay, and who is this (said in a chipper way)?
Me: I’m sorry?
Me: You’re saying your name is children?
Me: Ah, okay. Thanks so much.
It reminded me of the day I took Jacket back to her mom’s house to meet ACS. When they arrived Jacket’s mom pointed to the couch and Jacket immediately went silent, sat like a little soldier, and whispered “Be quiet, it’s the SUPER, no talking.” She sat like that the whole time ACS was there and her mom refused to allow them question her.
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- mommyakajenna said: Crazy!
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