My 16-Year-Old Son Went to Stay with His Grandmother for the Summer – One Day, I Got a Call from Her
When my 16-year-old son, Tyler, offered to spend the summer taking care of his disabled grandmother, I thought maybe—just maybe—he had finally turned a corner. But that hope shattered in the worst way possible when one night, my phone rang with a call that froze my blood. “Please, come save me from him!” my mother’s voice whispered, trembling with fear. The words were barely a breath, a frantic plea I’d never expected from her. My heart skipped. “Who? What happened?” I barely got the words out before the phone line