Run, Run, Run, Run, Runaway . . .

Dustin took off this Saturday. Robert was home alone with the younger two kids. I was photographing a child's birthday party. He had to call the police.

I live in fear that we one day soon they will tire of trying to hunt him down and they will take him to juvenile detention. This would be a very bad thing. They are ill-equipped to deal with his issues and his mental capabilities.

This time he was gone nearly a half hour. He was found in an abandoned house in our neighborhood. Nice.