I was in church this morning when I got a text from my sister saying that Son had shown up at her doorstep crying.

Apparently, his father was screaming, yelling and carrying on at him this morning and dropped him off at our apartment but I WASN'T home and he couldn't get in. Plus, his cell phone wasn't working. His father didn't even bother to make sure whether or not he could get in.

SO, Son WALKED to our old house. Thankfully, my sister was there.

I never let my babies walk the streets by themselves.


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