She was telling me the other day about an aunt of mine in the Philippines adopting a child that was in a bad, bad, place. Then one day a friend of my aunts offered her house keeper to baby sit while my aunt had matters she couldn't get out of.
when my aunt got home the child had several broken bones and needed immediate medical attention. The only person it could be was the house keeper but she said the child fell on the couch.
To the point I asked my mother if they called the police. She said they didn't because of the relationship my aunt had with her friend.
I immediately screamed in to the phone, "WHAT?" But she was dead serious. I yelled WTF and hung up on her.
I've separated from that life completely but still get the reminders of how insane my youth was.
peace, P.
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