My 16-Year-Old Son Went to Stay with His Grandmother for the Summer – One Day, I Got a Call from Her
On a warm summer evening, I received a call from my mother that I would never forget. My 16-year-old son had promised to spend the summer taking care of her, but what I thought would be a quiet act of responsibility soon turned into a nightmare. “Please, come save me from him!” My mother’s voice came through the phone in a whisper, trembling with fear. Her words hit me like a punch in the gut. I’d never heard her sound so frightened. Before I could respond, the line went dead.