Say it ain’t so.

We got called in today at 3 p.m. to a house on second street. I new this house my friend Ryan used to lived there. Sadly, this was not the first time I had to go into a friends home to burn their books. As I proceeded in the house they had Ryan on the ground pinned like a murderer. I heard him yell Tommy help. I stilled, but avoided I contact. They began to pull him to the police vehicle apparently he was distributing as well has storing books. This was a double offence and will cause major problems for Ryan in the near future. At the door he yelled consequences. At first I thought he was just babbling about his mistake or warning me to help. But it occurred to me “consequences” was a book we read as children it was Ryans favorite. I moved quickly and quietly into his room and felt under his bed and low and be hold it was the book.