I Arrested a 91-Year-Old Grandma for Felony Theft – but the Moment She Told Me Her Reason, My Knees Buckled

Her blood pressure was through the roof.

Her watery, exhausted, and terrified eyes finally met mine.

“My George,” she said, like his name was the only thing holding her together.

“Who’s George?”

“My son.” Her chin trembled. “They said I did something terrible. But I didn’t. I swear I didn’t.”

“Did you take the money?” I asked carefully.

She nodded, tears spilling over. “I took food. Just food. For George. But they’re saying I took money too, and I didn’t. I would never.”

“Did you take the money?”

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