Saturday, May 06, 2006

Real monsters pants shopping.

Just after I hit publish, Evan got phone calls. It all culminated with me driving him to spend the night with his baby (4 or 5 years old) sister and the sister's guardian. They want him there to help them feel safe while they hide behind locked doors from a real monster. I told him that he was only there as a witness.

He told me that he is doing fine; he is not scared. He won't try to fight the monster; he could not "take him" anyway.

Of course he looked terrified.

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