Leave my property immediately. Officers are on the way. All future communication must go through my attorney.
Lauren stared directly into the porch camera.
“You are calling the police on your own family?”
I pushed the intercom button.
“You abandoned my daughter alone inside an airport.”
For the first time, no one responded.
My mother stopped weeping. Scott glanced toward his car. My father kept demanding that I step outside until a patrol vehicle turned onto the street.
The officer explained that staying after being instructed to leave could lead to a trespassing citation.
As my father headed toward his vehicle, he pointed back at the house.
“You will regret hum!liating us.”
“You regret that everything was documented,” I answered through the intercom.
The next morning, my attorney, Maya Reynolds, issued formal no-contact notices to my parents, Scott, and Lauren.
They could not enter my property, approach Emma’s school, pick her up from activities, or communicate with her electronically.
