|If it were young Downey, he would have been in danger from me!|
Actually, the kid came back last night, through the main entrance this time, to return some clothes of my brother-in-law's that the cops had mistakenly shoved in the kid's back-pack. He was very apologetic about everything. Evidently the cops tried to dragoon him into saying he was gay, which he isn't, looking for some scandal which simply wasn't there. When they got nowhere with that, they turfed him back onto the street. He took himself to hospital, still complaining of a terrible headache. He claims they gave him an emergency scan, which found nothing. Anyway, we had quite a chat. He's bright, but definitely a little strange. I got him hooked on the concept of individualism, though. Hopefully given him something helpful to think about. While we were chatting, Sally & John arrived home, so I was able to introduce them to their unintended guest. We sent him on his way with some wine & good cheer under his belt. All's well that ends well.