We offered her our information, but she refused, saying that she had already called the police, and that if we left we were fleeing the scene of an accident. She became louder and was cussing up a blue streak. The kids were freaking out. I apologized once again, and said something about Skeletor being just a child. Her response? "Well then you shouldn't be letting him open doors!" Um, pretty sure that if we never allowed kids to open doors, then we would have a generation of grown-ups that were stuck in one room their whole lives.
After once again offering her our information, which she again refused, we explained that we were leaving. She began screaming, "Everyone look at the runaways!" So I drove up the street a bit, and called the police myself. And, for realsies, I felt like the biggest tool ever calling 911 over this. An unmarked car pulled up, and the officer was very kind. He was talking to the kids, and assuring Skeletor that he wasn't in trouble. When two squad cars pulled up, I made a joke about his back-up arriving. He said that I had been described as hostile, and that's why they came there first. Then we had a bit of a chuckle, and he sent the two squad cars down the road to deal with Crazy McCrazypants.
I was just livid once everything was over. I know some people have a strong affinity for their cars, but do the tears and obvious distress of a 5 year old child have no effect on them. I don't understand why people can be so hateful. Yes there was an accident, which we tried to make right, but I don't think that excuses this supposed adult woman's behavior. I truly hope she has some redeeming qualities, because otherwise, she's sucking up oxygen that something useful like a toad could be using. As it stands, I kind of hope she contracts Super Ebola.