When I was five my mother developed phlebitis. She was in the hospital for an extended period of time. Such a long time in fact they sent me to stay with family friends. Not MY friends mind you, but friends of my parents. I knew OF them but wasn’t particularly close with them.
I didn’t want to go. I couldn’t understand why I had to be shipped off. I don’t think they sent BigBrother away so why did I have to go?
Nevertheless, they loaded my things into the back of their friend’s station wagon.
When I saw them put my tricycle in I knew I was never going home.
….to be continued.