When I didn’t—when I got promoted and started sending photos in uniform—Mom became furious.
The first lie happened accidentally.
A neighbor asked why I never came home.
Mom answered vaguely, saying I was “away because of bad decisions.”
The neighbor assumed prison.
Mom never corrected them.
Then she discovered sympathy brought money.
And once the lies grew larger, stealing from me became easier.
That night my parents were arrested for fraud, forgery, attempted arson, and filing false statements.
Walter Briggs tried fleeing town before sunrise, but Mr. Holloway spotted his truck at a gas station and called authorities.
Deputies found another folder of forged documents in his back seat—with my fake signature all over them.