I so don't want to be involved with this shit. The kid's dad has custody of him and lives in So. Cal. Apparently the kid's grandmother helped him get back to Oakland on a Greyhound, then picked him up and took him to his mother. As far as anyone knows the mother is cracked out. He sent me a text to tell me that his # changed and that he misses me and is sorry that we can't hang out anymore. I called his aunt and she gave me the scoop, but now she's pissed because I won't give her the number the kid texted me from. I've always told him that he could always call me if he needed anything or wanted to talk, and that anything we talked about would be just between the two of us. This is why you should never be friends with black people.