My Granddaughter Called Me Late at Night and Said “Call 911, Mommy is Hurt” — What Happened Next Was Shocking

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However, there was one little problem. At that point, it had already been years since I had last driven a car, and I didn’t even own one anymore. It was the middle of the night, so there were no buses I could take. There was only one way I could think of to get to my daughter’s house quickly, and that was to ask the neighbors for help.

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