Dear Prudence,
I had a friend who was like a mother figure. I helped her.
She was living alone, her children rarely visited, and she called me constantly. When she became ill, I sat at her bedside when I could. Her family members seemed respectful, but after her death, they started telling others that I was their mother’s maid and that I worked for the family. I am a lawyer by trade with a family of my own, and my husband is a professional as well. I have confronted the individual that has been fostering the rumors and they have neglected to respond. I do not understand the motive of making those negative associations and attempting to rank me lower in the socioeconomic hierarchy with such villainous and dishonest untruth.
—Depraved and Evil