The Mistake I Did Not Make

I put in my last blog that my sweetheart Robert was coming to FL, well he got here on April 5th. We found an apartment and moved in on April 23rd. Just this week on May 6th I came home from work to find him gone. I have spent that last few days totally freaking out wondering just where he was and why he was gone. I have talked to his sister and aunt, befriended his friends on Facebook. No one I have talked to has heard from him at all. Today while talking to his sister yet again, I find out that he overheard a conversation my daughter and I had on Monday (I believe). We were sitting up in the loft of the apartment and for some reason my daughter got on this kick about something I did when I was dating a guy that was in jail last summer. (See past blogs) Well it seems that Robert overheard just enough of the conversation to think that I have another guy that is in jail. Instead of coming to me and asking me, it seems that he has left with just the clothes he owns. He has not contacted anyone that I know of, in fact I am really worried. Other than his sister and his adoptive parents, as far as I know he knows no body in Florida. Since his sister has not heard from him we have no idea where he is exactly. I pray that I hear from him soon.

I can understand someone being so afraid of confrontation that they will do almost anything to keep it from happening, but a simple question would have allowed him to find out the truth.