I was talking with my mother this morning getting the latest news on how her husband is doing in the hospital. He’s been there for a while and doesn’t look like he is going to be getting out, while alive at any rate.
While talking to her she told me a story that I knew part of but didn’t know the rest. It’s pretty wild so I wanted to share it with everyone.
The story begins on Shabbos where a 12 year old boy went missing in Montecello, NY. There was a search that happened and the boy was finally found and he was unharmed. It was a very happy reunion. Now here is the rest of the story.
It turns out that it was my step-brother was the one who found the boy. Do you know where he was found? In my mother’s house across the street after he broke in and was living there for a day a half. He was using my mother’s computer and it looks like he even may have stolen some of my mother’s jewelry so that he can buy additional food and do who knows what else. It seems that the boy who’s family lives across from my mother had been unhappy at home and decided to use my mom’s place as a refuge since my mother has been at the hospital from over a month straight.
As the late great Paul Harvey used to say, now you know the rest of the story.
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