Your son was such a good kid in middle school
He got decent grades, joked around with you and your daughter, played catch with your husband. But around his sophomore year in high school things started to change. He started withdrawing, didn’t want to have dinner with the family, and when you forced him to, he was sullen uncommunicative. When he did speak, he made sure to offend everyone. He started staying out late, often not returning until after midnight. At first it was just on the weekends, then any night he wanted, regardless of your objections. You had no idea where he’d been. The police have already brought him home a couple times drunk out of his mind and causing problems around town.
When the call finally comes, your heart stops. Your son is calling you from jail. and all you can think of is, “Thank God, maybe now he’ll get some help.”
He hurriedly and cryptically tells you the news that he, your child that you’ve painstakingly loved and cared for since the day he was born, has been arrested and charged with a terrible crime. Your world comes unraveled. You can barely focus on the details he is trying to relay before “they” tell him he has one more minute before he has to hang up. He quickly tells you that the next call will have to be through some kind of pre-paid service and that you’ll have to ‘set that up’. His final words before ending the call were:
“Please, just find me a lawyer,
I’m going to need one.”
Your phone rings again. It’s a friend from church. No way can you answer it. What would you even say? You’ll never be able talk to her again, you’ll never be able to show your face at church again. As panic rises inside you, you think of your small local business. If the news of this gets out, what will happen to your business? Nobody will want to shop in the store of the parent of that guy. The devastation that goes along with an accusation of a crime is massive - you’ve heard it a thousand times. You imagine what Twitter and Facebook are going to be like now.