Every mother of an incarcerated son has the day her child entered state custody memorized: Whether she had been waiting in semiconscious dread for the call that started it all, or was stunned by a sudden pounding on her front door — she will always remember the moment her role as a mother fundamentally changed, bringing with it new and relentless demands on her time, mental health and finances.
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