Lamia's only responsibility was to pick up Ashton from home and drop him off at school.
I even gave her a considerable amount of pocket money every month.
However, she still left Ashton alone at home. It became apparent that her own grandson was not even as important to her as the new man she had met during her hiking.
Finally, when she left Ashton unattended to hang out again, Ashton was lost.
Lamia didn't return until late at night when I finished work. As I arrived home, I discovered that Ashton was nowhere to be found. Frantically, I rushed to the park and saw Lamia leaning affectionately against an old man, with his hand wrapped around her waist.
For four hours, from four in the afternoon until eight in the evening, Lamia didn't notice that Ashton was missing.
Suppressing my anger, I searched the park but to no avail. With no other options left, I went to the police department to report Ashton's disappearance.
While chatting with her friend on her phone, Lamia was berating me, criticizing me about how incompetent I was as a mother.