


Chapter 13: WHERE’S MY SON!?
Come work with me!” Jae had urged me in the past. “We need another tutor.” I shuddered at the thought. “Not a chance,” I threw back. Jae was a tutor in Adult Basic Education (A.B.E). It might be argued prison has neighborhoods – UI (the unemployed)...
Chapter 12: LAST CALL
“Mommy? Do you still love us?” Vivi’s little voice sang out across the phone lines. Summer 2014. She was 7 years old. Timmy was still under the supervision of Child Protective Services and in foster care. My heart ached as each month upsetting reports from...
Chapter 11: UNINTENDED IDLE (AGENCY & DEHUMANIZATION)
My youngest son Tim, aged 11, was in hospital for emergency surgery. Scared, I had many questions. My caseworker had no information. It would be many days before an update.
