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

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“Of course, just give me a second to put on some clothes. I’ll be right back!” he told me, and he went back inside. I waited by the car, nervously fidgeting with the sleeve of my jacket. I hoped I’d be able to help Vivian with whatever was going on right now… Luckily, Martin returned very quickly and helped me get into his car, and then we were on our way.

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