For the record, the mom is 28 and the daughter who called is 12. Do the math.
So . . . here we’ve got a mom who says to her children [Me: I have no idea if she said this but I’m trying to lay a groundwork for the story.] “How about we go visit Auntie Whatever-Her-Name-Is in South Carolina? It’s only about a 6-hour drive?” They are too young to disagree (1, 7, and 12 years old) so off they go!
Mom says her back starts to hurt as she is driving so – not having any pain medication with her – as any sane person would do, she goes somewhere to score some heroin! She takes that! Cool! Back pain gone! Cool! They land up in a ditch when she passes out and the 12-year-old has to call 911! NOT cool!
Where is the husband and how do these children grow up to be any smarter than their teacher: the heroin-addict mom? AND, where are the parents of the mom? Why were they allowed to raise children? Did they have a medicine book in their house that said whenever you have back pain go out and get yourself some heroin and then take your children out for a six-hour drive to feel better?
Our world is made of problems created by PARENTS!
BAD PARENTS!!!