Shades of future past, or whatever it is, deja vue. Got a call from S25 a little while ago. "Send S20 to pick me up, I can't drive." Nice that I no longer have to do the late night pick up the drunk runs myself anymore. I think there is trouble in paradise. His girlfriend is no longer taking his temper outbursts. I guess I always knew it would end. But I did so enjoy having them out of MY house.
