At some point...five to eight years in the future...she will try to contact the kids and tell her side of the story. I doubt if any of them want to hear from her. She’ll end up at some Starbucks...making minimum wage eventually, and never remember the real reason behind any of this (drug usage would be suspected).
Truth.
My youngest is stopping by today so we can go shopping, after she hits the range. She's bringing me some .38 hollowpoint. She figures she'll inherit it eventually, anyway, she really likes grandma's revolver and I'm fronting the cash for the ammo. ;)
Be good to the kids. Everyone eventually goes tango uniform and it's good to have folks in your corner when that happens.
/johnny
“...She’ll end up at some Starbucks...”
Hopefully, she’ll end-up in a dumpster, face-down in stinking muck and garbage, where she belongs.