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the fugitive

If I was hearing this second hand, I’d think it was made up.
We arrived home yesterday and had a ‘discussion’ with the kid in relation to actually staying in school when she got the bus out to it. It appeared to go in for about 5 minutes and then she went back to peeling the posters off the wall and taking the plaster with her. So, her trip out to her crew tomorrow has been curtailed. She has to be home by 10.
Everything appeared to be grand with the world. We headed to visit Mammy2’s sister’s place. We went for a drink in the local and then home, by which time she was tucked up in bed. I should have known something was wrong with her going to bed so early and voluntarily without the need to threaten her.
At about 4.30 I woke up and for some reason decided to check on her. She was no-where to be found. I panicked and called Mammy2. We rang her and apparently she had decided to go and get D and was on her way to Finglas as we spoke to her, walking no less. Now, I don’t know what’s going in D’s home life but it all sounds a bit messed up, however I didn’t feel that walking up to Finglas in the
dark of the morning to demand to see D was really an option. The kid came back and was all chat about how she had planned to help D escape? She had brought a lot of her stuff with her from D’s house and D was planning on getting away and talking to a social worker about what happens at her home. With these kids, you never know whether they are telling the truth or not, so its hard to take them seriously, but it was obvious to us something was going on. We got the kid back to bed and then she rang D, who had left the house and went off with her bags packed, saying she needed to get away for a few days?

This morning at around 7, the phone is ringing constantly and its D’s Mam looking for D. The kid spoke to her saying that she didn’t know where she was, but if she heard anything she’d let her know.

So, the kid headed off to school and I headed to work. Around 11, Mammy2 called me, saying the vice principal called her asking if we knew anything about where D was etc. They had been questioning the kid and apparently the guards were involved now. I met Mammy2 for lunch, and who should walk past the restaurant only D. Mammy2 legs it out to get her and brings her in to join us. She explained that she wanted to talk to a social worker about what’s going on and she was limping because when her mam called around to where she was staying she ‘escaped’ out the back window, which is 2 stories up. This set me thinking that there is something definitely going on and that we can’t just let D roam the streets.

Mammy2 gave her the keys to our apartment and told her to go home and sleep.

We were stuck then between a rock and a hard place as we had told D to stay in the apartment , that she would be safe but then we had to told her Mam that she was okay and where she was. Mammy2 rang the vice principal when she got back to work and the vice said she would let D’s Mam know where she was. Poor Mammy2 was worried that we had handed her back to somewhere she didn’t want to be. The kid texted that she was at home with D, when she was supposed to be in school? She then rang Mammy2 and informed her that the guards were on the way to our
apartment to ‘get’ D and so D had legged it. The kid also told us that even though the guards might not have a warrant, she was going to let them in out of courtesy?

I don’t know what shows this one has been watching off late, but lordly where does she get her ideas from? Mammy2 asked why they might want to search our apartment and the kid explained
about us ‘harbouring’ her. When Mammy2 asked the kid why she left school early, she said that when she heard that D jumped out of a window, she feared that D might have broken her legs.

As so how she got to out apartment with 2 broken legs, we’ll never know.

I can’t wait to hear the full story when we get home. I knew it had been too quiet for too long.

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