And the winner is........
....my mother.
After DAYS of bugging the shit out of my sister, INSISTING...DEMANDING...via sobbing voice mails and dozens of pleading text messages that she/we come over because she needed to tell us things "before she went" and/or "before the authorities took her away"....my sister finally gave in and went.
My mother had about 30 seconds of info she told her. Info we already knew.
She also seemed energetic and clear-headed.
She also managed to get in criticisms of "if only you girls would clean this house" (never mind that we have...many times...and it is trashed again in a week because she won't clean anything. Literally.)
Her goal was clear.
She wanted to see If she still had manipulative control over either of us.
My sister gave in and went.
So she does.
And she won.
Someday she will actually need help...and we won't go.
Because, again, the Wolf wasnt there.
She didn't need saved.
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