Sunday, October 27, 2006
We returned and found the stepson in the backyard still. I asked him if he had called the number and he said that he did. I asked what they said and he responded with, "They said they were all booked up until Monday." (What a freakin liar.)
While cleaning up the kitchen, my wife found the remains of a Sun FM radio that I had loaned to him for him to listen to. He had broken it up into little pieces.
Tomorrow, he has promised to call the locat outpatient place. Tomorrow is the pivot point. If he does not call, then we are going to have to force his hand because I fear that he is going further into the well than he can handle and something bad is going to happen.
