As I parked the truck he called out 'whether this was so-and-so's house?' I hopped down and said, no. Ronny moseyed out from the house at this point and the guy got really nervous. He started babbling about trying to find this house and he was certain he had the address right, and see, he had a present for a five year old's birthday party, and they had a big dog, a great dane, and the lady drove a car with foreign plates and she was Canadian and the man and woman weren't married so her name wasn't on the mailbox and he had her number back at his office in the "city".
He was shaking terribly and sweating quite severely. His English accent and his shirt, which proudly proclaimed "England", were not so crisp as when he had started speaking. I said I was sorry we could not help and he left and we all went inside. I was totally oblivious to anything having been off the mark. Ronny informs me that he thinks the guy was a pedophile.
I don't know what to think. I did a street check of the names he gave for the people and they didn't show up. He was awfully nervous. He matched a classic warning sign of "giving too much information". He did have a present, but it had no name and no card, no bow. It looked like he had wrapped it in the car. Now none of this convicts him, but it made us talk to each other and Craig about pedophiles.
It would be a lot easier if there were some sort of identifying mark or neon sign. Craig has been trying to wrap his head around the matter and some of the resulting statements have been interesting:
"His shirt said "England" and English people do not have sex with children."
"If he was a pedophile the police would have arrested him."
"I know bad things happen in the world, but not to me."
I haven't looked up to see how many pedophiles live around me yet, mostly because I'm not sure I could handle it if I knew.
Laura,
ReplyDeleteI beg you NOT to look up who is a child molestor around you. Just treat every person with caution. My 2 cents.