Monday, July 13, 2009

Revenge?


Late last week Vincent and Samantha ended their romantic relationship, at first over the telephone and then in person (and apparently including the gift of the knife). Vincent has slept and hunt out with his former prom date Jessi and new friends Seth and a lot with new friend Evan (his new obsession: hanging out with Evan and his friends and playing the card game Magic with them (and sometimes riding around in Evan’s car with him – at least he’s not having sex and he’s two doors down and I don’t have drive over there every night and try to coax him into coming back with me) since then and not done a lot of housecleaning or school work.

Vincent did send Sam’s mother and employer (?) e-mails spreading a mix of lies and not about Sam and their relationships and her time in Denmark (which essentially constitute sexual harassment of a minor – including that the two of them had sex at her family’s house, which he now says is true. So, at least for now, Sam (and her family – as he’s now burned his bridges with the folks he once called “my real family”) is out of his life.

With this change, Vincent now says he’s going to visit with his father not for the 5-9 days we suggested but for almost two whole weeks (he was skeptical about the whole thing when he thought he was going to be hanging out with Sam). This happens to coincide with most of the period during which Stephanie says Vincent must finish his two on-line classes, which probably means it won’t be possible for him to do this by August 1.

Stephanie has talked with Vincent – and a little with Sam’s mother – and none with Vincent’s father or (this week) with Vincent’s counselor - more about all of this than me. We’re having to move a bunch of Vincent health care appointments and unfortunately it doesn’t look like he’ll be able to move up his counseling appointment.

So Vincent won’t go with us to Mason or Point Pleasant, West Virginia (where Stephanie’s father will apparently also be for the Schwarz family reunion - at the West Virginia State Farm Museum - pictured above), at the end of the week, or to Las Vegas with us this weekend (that we didn’t consider too seriously), or to Marysville with us later next week (or even over to either of his maternal grandparents’ earlier that week – Meemaw and Papa Bob are having the first floor of their house totally renovated, and Bobby’s health continues to slide.).

We’re slated to visit with our friend Melissa with her family – not in Cincinnati as originally, but in Columbus – on Sunday in a week and a half – and presumably we’ll pick Vincent up before or after that. On the other hand, it’s possible Vincent may be headed right back to Columbus (or Florida) with his father, if we stick by our guns about him only staying with us if he finishes the two classes. There’s the possibility that Vincent will go with his father to Florida at some point, or we’re not going to pick him up absent some big emergency, and so that would self-enforce the no course completion exile. On the other hand, if Vincent – under pressure from us – is going to abandon the on-line school, I’d prefer he take the General Equivalency Diploma (GED) exam and get a job, instead of doing nothing. We are pushing him to apply on-line for a job at the big Target reopening in our neighborhood before he goes.

Much of the time Vincent says he is upstairs reading for his on-line English class or on the computer working on math or English, he’s really sleeping, pleasure reading, or instant-messaging with his friends or – it turns out – sending harassing e-mail messages to his former girlfriend’s parents and employers.

Vincent maintains that his father has Internet access and he’ll work on his classes there. But I doubt he’ll even get much sleep, take his medication, or brush his teeth while he’s gone – let alone do school work.

At least he didn’t stab Sam – or himself (again?) or anyone else, us included – with that knife he supposedly gave her. He’s ditched the crutches and special shoe and is supposedly stretching his foot periodically. Walking in her new shoes blistered Stephanie’s foot and so we’ll see how that works out. And I’m awaiting my computer-assisted tomography (CAT) scan of my abdomen and pelvis results.

-- Perry

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