Hi!, I'm decective Joseph Fladwing. I was not always a detective. About a year ago, I was nothing bigger than a homless man. I became holmless in the year 1999. I was holmess for 5 years. I didnt ever go to highschool so it was realy hard to keep a job. about 2 years before I became homeless I married my old girlfriend from the 7th grade.
We had 3 kids together. 2 girls and a boy. The girls were named Alyssa and Ellie. My son was named william, and my wofe was pregantwith another boy. When we became homless my family decided to give me a year to pull my self together. I just couldnt so my family left me. I missthem with all my heart. The last time I saw my ex was about a year ago when I was sitting in front of the Macys in NYCright before the parade begging for change. As soon as she saw me she put $10 on by cup and ran away. I chased her andasked her to re-marry me. She said that she would as long as I could support her family. I havent seen my kids since theyleft. I kept on trying to find my wife I searched her maiden name and my last name. I later found out that she changedher and and she changed our kids names also. I dont even know where to find her. I have finally pulled myself together.
I have a great job as a police officer, and i saved up enough money to supprt a family. The Macys parade is in 4 days and I'm hoping I will beable to find her there. I have been preparing for the Macys thanksgiving porade since last year when I saw my ex thereI was going to wear the exxact same old raggedy clothes. I am going to sit on the exact same stoop that I sat on a year ago. Hopefully, my wife and my kids will be there.
It all started on the day of the Macy's Thanksgiving parade. I was sitting on the stoop right in front of Macy's when I heard a screech. It sounded like a very young child . I immeaditly ran to where I heard the lay a little boy, no more than 7 years of age. He had bloood all over him and I saw a 16 year old boy start crying. I didnt have time to pay attention to the 16 year old. I took off my jacket at tied it around the little boys stomach. I grabbed my cell phone and called 911.
It took about 10 min. of applying pressure for a ambulance to come. Then, I got into the ambulance and the paremetics helped me keep the poor kid a hour after we got to the hospital we got the misterious wound to stoped bleeding. We did a DNA test and the little boy was named Matthew King. We looked for the parents names and there was a listing of Lisa King.
We found her phone number. The number was very familiar. It was 555-968-2597. After about 5 minutes i remembered that my old phone number was 795-286-9555 the exact opposite of Lisa King's phone number. We called the number but got the macchine. We kept on trying to call her but we got no response. We went to the parade to look for her. We got a bullhorn and we called for LISA KING a woman with beutiful blonde hair and blue eyes came to the police car crying. I reconized her woman is my ex wife. I couldnt speak I was so confused.
