Saturday, October 1, 2011
The Rogue Speaks:
“I’m freezing!” she cried, teeth chattering.
“She’s having chills with this fever,” he thought.
“I’m thirsty,” she whimpered, and he put the water to her parched lips.
“I know it’s been four years, but they really need to know how sick you are,” he said earnestly.
“It’s no use. I’m not welcome there any longer. They threw me out! Said not to come back until I was clean and sober!”
“You’ve been clean for two years now. Tell them! You need antibiotics and some nourishing food! Please!”
“Oh, o.k.,” she said, weakly, and recited the number for him to dial.
“The number you’ve reached is no longer in service…”
Isn't it sad to see homeless teens? Oh, you know what??? I can't write this! I have no idea how parents can cope with a teen out of control! I tried, but wasn't successful. Please read the other offerings for Jenny's Saturday Centus, because I guarantee they are a lot more entertaining than mine. Sorry!!
p.s. Blogger is screwing with us again, and I am having a lot of difficulty leaving comments. Please know that I read every offering and comment. Hopefully this is only a temporary annoyance!!