I found the poor thing in the middle of a busy residential street on my way back to work. So I park my car as fast as I could and ran and grabbed him. A lady that lives on the corner came out of her house becuase she saw me park out front. I sternly ask her if he is hers and she says no. I think she was almost as heartbroken as I was. She had a few kids too. So I see that a few houses down there are some people outside so I walk over and ask them. The minute I asked I knew he was her child becuase he looked just like her.
So I proceed to ask her if he is hers, which she just replies Yes. I glare at her and say "I found him playing in the street by himself" and walk away. If I stayed any longer I would have flipped out. As I am walking away she says Thank You. I yelled out my meanest "Your Welcome" I think I have ever done.
My heart is beating out my chest right now. I have never felt so much for a child I have never known. I keep thinking he is the same age as Preslea.......I have almost broke out in tears a few times. I just thank the Lord Almighty I was paying attention to what I was doing today.