At 12:43 a.m, my 16-year-old daughter called from the curb outside our own house after my in-laws locked her out, stuffed her backpack and pajamas into a grocery bag, and gave her bedroom to Avery.
PART 2 At 1:31 a.m., I called the non-emergency police line from my own kitchen while Patricia yelled that I was humiliating her. I did not yell back. That seemed to scare them more....