This is the first part of the story, which leads up to Jeremy's death.
October 31, 2017
Jeremy left for work in our KIA FORTÈ 5, that morning around 4:30-5:00am. We were living in Rockport, which is by Corpus Christi in South Texas. He did not come in from work at the regular time, but he came in about 2 almost 3 hours late. When he stepped inside our trailer, he looked hagrid, (I was kinda familiar with the look because it was the same as when he wrecked my Dodge Intrepid in 2005) and said, "Momma, you're gonna kill me".
"Why?", I asked.
"Because I wrecked the f*ckin' KIA", he responded with tears in his eyes.
Immediately, I forgave him.
We got the car back a week or so later, and I never trusted it, again...
Part 2 tomorrow