I brought George home and washed him up. I asked him these following questions:
• What happened to you?!
•Why do you have such a bloody face?
•Who did this to you?!
Then I told him if you don't answer any of these questions I will contact your father. Then the conversation went like this:
George : "You wouldn't do that"
Me: "Why not?"
George: "Because you can't"
Me: "Why can't I"
George: "You don't wanna know why."
Me: "Tell me this instant!"
I felt like a mother scolding her hard headed son who disrespected her during times of trouble.
George: "How about we play a game. Call my father. If he doesn't answer your call go to my house. You will know what really happened."
Me: "How about you come with me and lead me to your home."
