Putting my best foot forward. (RP log for enterthe_abyss
Since the separation from his wife, Gene has been taking care of business issues with great care but his personal life was taking a turn into something far less humanitarian. His heart was closing up and it hurt to see his daughter Lynn only on weekends and holidays. The divorce, he feared, was going to be a messy one.
With his briefcase in hand, he walked along the streets and something unexpected crossed his line of sight. A child caught his eyes. He took another step, slowly and stopped to regard the boy. He didn't seem responsive at first. "Are you okay?" He knelt down to be in his line of sight then realized that he was blind. His heart sank. "Oh god." He looked around at the passing crowd and tried to find anyone that resembled the boy. He found no one.
He pulled out his cellphone from his pocket and called the police. "Yeah, I'm here on the corner of Thirtieth and Frankfort and there's a little boy here that's lost. I think he's blind. Can you send a unit out to see if they can locate his parents, please? I'm a little worried." There was a pause for a moment. "I'm Gene. Gene Watson. I work down the street where I found him." Another pause. "Okay. Thanks. I'll be wearing a gray suit and I'll stay with the boy if that's okay."
He puts his phone away and touches the boy's hand carefully. "Everything's gonna be okay."
With his briefcase in hand, he walked along the streets and something unexpected crossed his line of sight. A child caught his eyes. He took another step, slowly and stopped to regard the boy. He didn't seem responsive at first. "Are you okay?" He knelt down to be in his line of sight then realized that he was blind. His heart sank. "Oh god." He looked around at the passing crowd and tried to find anyone that resembled the boy. He found no one.
He pulled out his cellphone from his pocket and called the police. "Yeah, I'm here on the corner of Thirtieth and Frankfort and there's a little boy here that's lost. I think he's blind. Can you send a unit out to see if they can locate his parents, please? I'm a little worried." There was a pause for a moment. "I'm Gene. Gene Watson. I work down the street where I found him." Another pause. "Okay. Thanks. I'll be wearing a gray suit and I'll stay with the boy if that's okay."
He puts his phone away and touches the boy's hand carefully. "Everything's gonna be okay."