Six-Year-Old Mia Called 911 From a Locked White House—Then Three Dates and a Phone Setting Changed Her Mother’s Account
“At eight oh seven, Mia told me she hurt,” I said.
“There wasn’t an adult explaining it to me on the line.”
“Did she say she fell?”
“No.”
“Did she say Derek did something?”
“She said she didn’t want him in her room.
She didn’t give me a cause for the pain.”
The mother looked at the papers.