I had my first run-in with the law in ages this morning, on suspicions that I was luring a young girl into going somewhere with me.
I had already been up to all sorts of silliness. I'd told her a stories about grass that ran and hid in the living room because it didn't want to be cut. Just imagine how far things might have progressed if they had gone unchecked. Why, I might have told her other stories that were even sillier!
The officer was apologetic, since I was obviously a father walking with his little girl. (Rachel even vouched for me, though I do wonder what Evangeline would have said if she had been the one in that situation. Probably something like, "He said he's going to give me a puppy, officer!")
The officer explained that someone had called 9-1-1, twice, practically hysterical that there was a grown man with his shirt off, walking away with a little girl, and so he'd been obliged to check it out. I showed him my license and explained about my psoriasis and how sunlight helps it clear up, and he drove off.
It was kind of odd, but it was reassuring to know that they are looking after Rachel's best interests.
I'm just glad he didn't come by when I was giving her a piggyback ride.
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