It wasn't a trick or a treat.
Ok, its almost Christmas and I am ready to write about this night.
Bret wanted to out with his friend on Halloween and ride his bike.
I did not want him to go.
We got into a argument and I started to cry and told him that this would be his last weekend at home if he went out. Not a threat, I just knew he could not stay out of trouble. He was already on probation and any violation would send him back to detention.
He said that I can't keep him locked up in the house forever and that I was overreacting.
At 7:30 I talked to his friend on the phone and was told that my son fell off of his bike and was bleeding.
I was working at the church fall fest and sent my husband to get our son.
When my husband call he said that our son was being life-flighted to the trauma unit for a head injury.
He did have a concussion but he also had a blood alcohol level of .289.
Monday morning he turned himself in to his probation officer.
He was sent to detention for 12 months.
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