OK I'll give you the basic details. About 5 days ago, there's this woman that I know from the neighborhood who was getting thrown out by her friend. Since no one was home but me, I told her she could stay over one night or until she found some place to live. Now unlike Star, there is no sex involved with this relationship...just doing someone a favor.
Well, sharlene calls me up and says she ordered a new phone but she needs me to call them and use my credit to help her get the phone and have it delivered to my house. She was then going to come down Friday to pick it up. Sure enough I'm walking out of the house Friday and there's this UPS package addressed to Sharlene. I assumed it was the phone and put it in the garage. But Friday came and went, and although she didn't call, she sent me an email saying she would be down on Saturday. Well, Saturday goes by and no Sharlene.
It was now Sunday, and I was running some errands when my cell phone rang. It was Sharlene and she sounded like she was on the verge of tears. "I need to find another program!" OH no I thought...she had fallen off the wagon...again! She told me she only had a minute to talk since she was running out of time on her cell phone. She said she had no place to stay, so I told her to come down to my place.
I started to review things in my mind, and decided that she was "doing" this guy that owned the Sober Living place and he was doing all these things for her to help her out. I guess he found out that she was starting to use again. I had spoken to the guy where she was staying before he threw her out, and he told me that he caught her shooting up, but I took that with a grain of salt since he had an axe to grind and I knew he would be bad mouthing her. I also thought, that if she was in a program, how could she be doing drugs if she was being tested all the time? Unless she wasn't in the program any longer.
In any event, Star told me she would see me in about 2 hours, which when it comes to Sharlene "time", that could be anywhere from 2 hours to two days. I told the woman who was sleeping in the living room that someone might show up and come in through the garage at any time. Waking up today, she was still not here.
So I'm talking to this woman about Sharlene, and then I also called her "Star". Her hand went up to cover her mouth, and she said "Star"? She then asked me for her description, and asked me if she wore wigs. I told her I never saw her in a wig, but she has worn hair extensions. She asked me if she had a large tattoo around her waist, and I said she did. She said, "OMG, you're not going to believe this, but I KNOW her! She was with me in Los Colinas (jail) back in 2006!" Well talk about a small world!
So now it's Monday 1 pm and I still haven't heard from Sharlene. At least she has my laptop so she can contact me by email if she can't call. So the wait continues.
