I’m shaking.
I just got off the phone with the RCMP.
I told them about the boys living in the fifth wheel.
It’s fifty below today.
I’m a little extra nervous because the RCMP asked for all of my contact information. I was about to tell them that I had wanted to make an anonymous call, but then I thought, “Why?” I’m acting on my conscience. Am I afraid that the kids’ parents will confront me if their children get taken away? Not really. Because I could stand up to them and tell them all the reasons I think they are not providing proper necessities for their children. Am I afraid that their children will know it was me doing the reporting, and take it out on their classmate, who is one of my children? Possibly. They are best friends.
I haven’t told The Captain about some of the things I think about when it comes to their family. I have told him that I feel very sad to think that his friend is living in a tiny trailer in the middle of winter. I have told him that I don’t want him playing over there because the parents are smokers, and that’s not safe. I haven’t told him that I worry about his friend’s well-being, and I certainly haven’t told him that I think his friends parents are …for lack of a better phrase… ‘doing it wrong’.
They have substance abuse issues. And their children are all very sweet and kind and very clever. They know their parents depend on them, and they are devoted to their parents. That’s not uncommon.
So why am I trembling like a leaf?
I’ve done the right thing, haven’t I?
Please tell me I’ve done the right thing.
i make squee noises when you tell me stuff.