Commentary: ‘They’ said they had my son. ‘They’ demanded money. So began the days of waiting and crying
by Kerry Madden-Lunsford, Los Angeles Times
Jun 24, 2022
4 minutes
It was a strange number from Huntington Park, but I always answer odd numbers because it could be my son calling. He is 33, unhoused in Los Angeles, mentally ill and treatment-resistant. It’s just something my family lives with, though we never imagined this would be our lives.
When I answered, I heard crying and sobbing, “Mom, Momma, please come get me. Mom, please. Please, Momma.”
I shouted his name, but a different voice answered: “We have your son. He’s been in an accident. He has no phone or ID. I know you want him returned to the safety of your home.”
I tried to stay calm. “My
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