This is the message that I received:
Hi this is <name> at <county> Child Welfare Services. If you can, please give me a call back at <number>. I'd greatly appreciate it. Again, my is <name> with <county> Child Welfare Services. <number>. Thank you. Bye-bye.
My first reaction came from all the times we dealt with CWS in the past. A flood of adrenaline sent my heart into overdrive.
What are they accusing me of now?
Then I remembered. Danielle is an adult, and she's living on her own. It wasn't me that they were calling about. It was Danielle. I called the worker back, left a message, and within a few minutes she returned my call.
As typical, the worker wasn't willing to share a lot of information. Danielle had just given birth to her second child, and "someone" (I am assuming hospital staff) had seen something of "concern." The worker wanted to know if I knew whether or not Danielle used drugs.
"I've been expecting your call," I told her.
I always knew this day would come. It's taken longer than I figured.
And the cycle begins again...
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