Where does one begin ( 2 in series)

This is 2nd in a series.....to read from the beginning click ~~> on this link  Where does one begin? (1)

 

The call to "W's" family was made, they came in quickly took him with them and poof he was gone. W's father has always been polite to my child, W's Mother is a different story. I'm still trying to figure out the pecking order in that family. The Mother has said some strange things to my daughter and to W, nothing that I felt I should of interjected about, but strange things indeed. W's father left telling my daughter he thought it would be a good idea if Amanda came over to their home the next day.....Amanda called me sobbing, her world was falling apart, here she was left in their Apartment, no job of her own therefore no income to cover expenses. (Yes this is what I warned her about, but with the ears of a stubborn child, she  tuned me out and thought nothing could happen.)

The next day Amanda tried calling W several times, first his voice mail picked up then his cell phone was turned off, she was left with no information for herself and for me. Her messages left on W's family phone went un returned, she literally was left in the dark for days on what happened to him, or where he was. I personally think that was very cruel of his parents, they knew she cared deeply for him and would be inconsolable until she could speak to him. I am beginning to believe every word W had to say about his Mother and his Fathers lack of balls for a better way of putting it.

Now back to the beginning of the first entry of this series, the phone call. It was a Friday night or should I say early Saturday morning (very) when my cell phone rang, I looked at time and saw that it was 12:17 a.m., the phone never rings with good news at that time of night. It was my daughter calling me from her cell phone, crying so hard that I couldn't understand what she was trying to tell me, then I would here her defend herself to someone that I could not hear. I had to scream into the phone for her to settle down and tell me what was going on.

It seems W's Mother had called her up a few minutes before that and woke her up out of what I am sure was a restless sleep, to torment my daughter, tellingher W is gone and he is never coming back, that he has suffered what they thought at the time was a nervous break down and that it was all Amanda's fault. They had taken W to the family Doctor the day after they took him out of the apartment and the Doctor insisted he be taken to the hospital for an evaluation, they ended up keeping him. I know in my heart it is where he needed to be, but I was very curious about his parent's motives. I could only stand a minute of listening to my child cry while defending herself to that woman, then I yelled to Amanda to make it a 3 way call.....That Momma was about to meet THIS MOMMA and it wasn't going to be pretty!

Continued.......