The Boy took off for parts unknown.
No belt in his jeans, holding up his pants.
He was chased down by the authorities.
He resisted. He got maced.
In the car, he kicked out the patrol car window.
He's now a guest of the county juvenile detention facility. He won't be released until he can be seen by a judge, so tomorrow is the earliest he can come home.
And then more fun will ensue, I am sure.
I just got a call from the local hospital, asking me to give them permission to treat him. I don't know what injuries he may have, they're going to call back after he's assessed.
I got to talk to him on the phone. He wants to plead insanity. He wants to go to the hospital. He wants me to bail him out.
He's on a 72-hour hold, so the earliest he would be released is Thursday. I got to visit for 20 minutes. His face is red (near his eyes) from the mace, and his hand is tingly from it.
He has marks on his wrists (from the cuffs, I assume). He is sorry, and sad, and really, really anxious.
He doesn't want me to call the school because "they'll be afraid of me", he says.
He wants to call the public defender we used last time, and go to the hospital.
When he gets back home (assuming he comes home), he wants to stay at home for all of eternity, so he doesn't "screw everything up again".
Talk about your cruel and unusual punishment...