Nabal came home after I came in from church at 9:20 pm. He was drunk as usual on a Wednesday night. He's drinking with the protege and Pablito... Yes, the young man with alcoholic psychosis... Our boy told me they were drinking a few nights ago and Pablito had just finished off 3- 40's. Nabal just scoffs at his diagnosis and encourages the man to drink. Our boy says he was telling stories about his 'crazy' actions. I believe he's dangerous. I think of all this and Nabal saying he wants to start a group to help drunks and drug addicts. They are all getting drunker outside under the big tree out front. He turned up his nose at the woman who lived across the street who drank and drugged, yet he's just as bad, if not worse because she didn't try to play pius. He asked me if I would take him to church this Sunday. I told him he has always been welcome there. He says, "No, I want you to take me. Now how are you going to work that since you leave early?" He did say his church wasn't going well. Maybe they are all catching onto his dealings. In God's hands.
(Nabal came in at 2:30 a.m. Banging into walls waking the house. The protege never did come in...)
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