((Sigh)) A few days of quiet (deafening quiet actually) now the s**t is hitting the proverbial fan. We should have known. There is so little peace any more that when we do experience it, we pray it’s for good. But it’s not. Since being home, our son had asked if his friend could come up for a visit (she begged too). He had been staying with her in between sober living houses. He had just left her 4 days prior to come home after a year. We didn’t like the idea, but compromised and gave them a choice. She could visit the weekend after Thanksgiving or during Christmas OR prior to his sentencing date in January. Of course, immediate gratification won out, and she came in for a few days right after Thanksgiving. Five days later, we put her on the plane and back home she went to her children. The end. Nope. He had his plea bargain hearing (during her visit) and has sentencing mid January. 5-10 years. He was staying with us but we kept arguing for many reasons, so he decided to stay with his sister. The arrangement was agreed on by all involved. Also, with the understanding that his sister would not be “ responsible” for his actions or decisions. After all, he is a 36 year old man with 23 yrs of addiction under his belt. We are thinking he’s staying less than 100 yards away, and we get a call today he’s 1100 mikes away! Back where he was 3 weeks ago when it took us 10 days and 4 flights missed to get him home!! Apparently, his friend bought him a ride to the airport and flight telling him she needed help to get her house packed up to move. Now he called today (in distress) that he needs to get back home it’s not at all what she said. Meanwhile, our daughter told us he was talking about going, she told him there was no reason for him to go. She left for work. Said she’s not jeopardizing her job for his plans. She also didn’t want to betray him and hoped he’d be right back before we knew anything ...that’s why no notification from her. Again she wasn’t his “ babysitter”. Friend called us saying she was taking precautions to “ save” him from doing something he’d regret at home and bringing him to her so she could help. Our response was, “He was doing just fine here. What have you done?” I previously had explained to her that if she ever flew him down there our “friendship” would be over and that we would never speak again. She promised she would NEVER do that. So, after talking with our son we were hoping to book an immediate flight late this afternoon until 9:30 tonight but her car couldn’t make it to the airport, flat tire(s). Now we can’t reach either of them. Call after call after call. No answer. My God. We feel used. Stupid. Angry. Sad.