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|Subject: Ok. Oh, boy.||Date: 11/29/2011 7:00 AM|
|Author: lcd186||Number: 55 of 70|
Strange how things happen.
As I was watching TV last night just a few minutes after 9:00 PM, my doorbell rang. I ignored it as I wasn't expecting anyone and since frequently visitors to my building's neighbors ring the wrong bell. After a long minute, it rang again. I wondered about it, then finally decided to check. I went downstairs to see who it was.
He was back.
The boy was tired, hungry, and also grimy. His hair was in a dark-red mohawk, though hair growing back in the scalp areas. Wearing a black tank top and a red skinny jeans from Hot Topic. He had been on a bus since the day after Thanksgiving to get back here. No bag, just the clothes on his back and a pair of (comfortable) black Air Walks. The last thing he had to eat was a bagel that a woman on the bus had given him. Yesterday. No money, he spent about $280 for the bus ticket to get here.
The boy says that he has a place to stay this time, but the friend needs a day to prepare. I hope he stays with the friend and he doesn't drive the friend nuts. He's got a cell phone, but service needs to be reconnected. He had once worked at a little place earning money by tips only, doing cleaning at a retail service place.
Made him a couple of sandwiches, gave him some soda (from instant d