Part eight of a story about Siblings being Seprated and finding each other.

 

Summer was just around the corner and it was nice outside, the kids were playing outside, and I was relaxing on the porch, when I heard the phone ringing. It was my husband on the phone. He said that they had just arrested my sister at his job for theft, and since people there knew she was my sister that I should call DSS. I called them and they asked if we could take care of him I said ok, no problem. I ended up having Bryan again a few weeks as once his mother was released she went pretty much to another store and got arrested again.

A few weeks later my oldest bio half sister called me and told me my bio mother had died. She wanted me to give some money for the burial, I told her no way she might have given birth to me but she was not my mother. I believe they did put my name and maybe even my kids names in the death announcement, not sure because I didn’t pick up the paper to see if they did or not. I did how ever find out that not only did she die in my younger sisters house, but that she had sat there for days, at least long enough for my sister to get her SSI check before it was turned in. My younger sister saying she didn’t know what to do when she died. She was scared.

A few weeks went by and my husband called me again, saying that someone from DSS had called his job looking for me, and it was urgent. I called them back right away to find out that my sister had gone down to DSS saying someone stole her food stamps for the third time that month, if you remember they use to be like paper money.

While she was there, a call came in that there had been complaints about a horrible smell coming from her home. Since it was Summer and there was garbage everywhere in her home, which they knew about , what did they think it was going to be? Well when the people that run the complex got permission to go in, they had people outside vomiting, and ones who refused to even go back into the apartment. Since DSS was paying her rent they had put her and Bryan up in a women’s shelter because she couldn’t enter her home with Bryan until it was clean. They wanted me to care for Bryan while she was cleaning her home. I said let me call my husband to see if he is ok with this and I will call you right back. Dennis said yes right away, I called back and they said they would be out to drop Bryan off in a little while.

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  • byrdmoto on Sep 15, 2011

    this is such a moving story

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