On the three hour ride from Kingman, I explained everything I understood at the time to grandma, who was completely and totally devastated! She couldn't believe her "friend" was capable of everything, but I took her to every bank and financial institution she was associated with to make sure he was locked out. When we were in Wells Fargo to cancel the ATM card he had ordered "for her"... she cried and said she just wanted to die she felt so betrayed. It was completely heartbreaking!
I felt optimistic after we spoke with the police for over 3 hours, but that didn't last long! ...
Just after the police left and Andrew went to go buy some moving boxes, we heard a knock on the door. I didn't want to answer it without Andrew there, but grandma insisted! It was of course Yeter.
He wanted to come in. I was dead set against it and just said NO! But Dottie had some kind of crazy fury and wasn't about to be told no by me or anyone else. They tried to sneak away to another room to get out of ear shot, I followed them and hovered. They were both clearly irritated and proclaimed they were going to McDonald's for coffee. I said "that's okay, I'll make coffee here." Nope, she wasn't having it!
They whipped past me and jumped in the golf cart and took off like a couple of rebellious teenagers. I jumped in the car to follow them and immediately called the police. It wasn't even 5 minutes before I corralled them to go back to the house. Yeter pulled up beside me, my grandma jumped out of the golf cart and started physically attacking me and screaming "you are the devil! You just want my money! She is the bad one! She is the bad one!! Arrest her officer, arrest her!"
Sun City, Arizona - in case you haven't been, is a retirement community. You have to be at least 65 (or more like 80+ to live there), so you can imagine the excitement this all caused. Simultaneously, every neighbor on the block decided to walk their dogs. They were watching our complete hot mess unfold like a Mexican telenovela right there in the middle of the street! Oh my God, it was completely mortifying and I had absolutely NO IDEA what the hell I was supposed to do! Thankfully the cop told Yeter to go home and corralled Dottie back into her house.
In that 5 minutes Yeter had her alone, he had somehow managed to flip her like a pancake! She was screaming at the cop, swearing up and down that I had stolen her money, I had disconnected her phone and doorbell, I had built an 8 foot cinder-block wall around her back yard... it was completely insane! Andrew made it back from the store and was suddenly part of the plot. She punched him and swore at him too. The cop told us before he left, if she wasn't so old, he would have had his taser out. She was slamming her hands on the table and jumping up out of the chair, angrily shaking her finger right in his face. I mean honestly, it was just like something right out of a movie. I had never seen anything like this kind of behavior from her before. I'd seen the finger come out and wag, when she was pissed, but NEVER on a scale of this magnitude.
As soon as the police left, we locked all the doors with the deadbolts and removed the keys. Yeter was out walking around the front of the house, but she had no way to get to him. We literally held her hostage in her own house over night, until we could get she and Andrew flights to Michigan. Oooo... she was FURIOUS with us, completely convinced we had hatched this whole evil plot. She tried to sneak out to see Yeter, but encountered the 8 foot wall he put up around her yard. She would come back in the house, completely enraged we had built this wall. WHAT?!?! I was beside myself imagining how my brother, who had long hair, was carrying an 80 pound train case of coins and silver certificates, oh yea... and two guns, was ever possibly going to get her home! We weren't really sure what Dottie was going to do.
The morning we were supposed to be leaving for the airport, she still hadn't snapped out of it. It was like Yeter had complete mind control or something. I called my dad, freaking out over what we were going to do if she refused to go or acted up once they got in the air port. How great to have a pharmacist for a father, because he brilliantly suggested I slip a few xanax in her coffee. I thought it was GENIUS! I made her "special coffee" and then jumped in the shower. I walked back into the room just in time to see my brother finishing up the last sip of her coffee. At the time it seemed rather serious, but in retrospect it is rather funny I drugged my brother and honestly, he was very relaxed for the trip home, which wasn't a bad thing!
I managed to slip Dottie a little xanax in another cup of coffee and then we loaded the car in the garage, turned the child locks on the back seat, and lured her into the car with a promise of taking her to see Yeter. Instead, I raised the garage door, pulled out, and went the opposite direction. She was spitting mad, but didn't say a word the whole trip. You could have cut the tension with a knife! Surprisingly, she flew home with Andrew without any problem whatsoever.
Andrew and I went back to her house to finish packing her up. Then the two of us drove back to Saugatuck, Michigan from Arizona and we had the best time! It was a unique opportunity to spend some amazing quality time together. There is a little bit of silver lining in every cloud.
"This Too Shall Pass"
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