The middle of a never-end..........

There was ABSOLUTELY NO WAY I was going to let this man into my house (which was actually my sisters!) and expose my family, especially my newborn to this person. I walked, well more like ran, into the house and rattled off my new find to my sister and her husband. I asked them to watch the baby for me so I could take him to get some food and talk more about the situation. To say the least they were in awe. Completely stunned and half-ass confused they agreed. So on the way I asked him what he's been up to, a stupid question on my part, and he told me. His time mostly consisted of getting high, stealing cars and probably a host of other things to fund his addiction, and a lot of blackout time that he just doesn't remember. To be honest I really don't remember what he said, but I know it wasn't good. I believe by the time this conversation took place he had moved from smoking meth to slamming it. At some point he got shot in the leg and almost died from a blood poisoning but that's really all I remember of the conversation other than him saying a few times "I have a daughter?" So we get to Jack in the Box and I order him 2 double cheese burgers and a large strawberry soda and I order chicken strips with Franks red hot sauce and a coke. After a minute we both realize that this was the exact same meal we ordered the very very first time we met! I am really surprised he remembered that or anything else for that matter! We head back to my house after we order and sit outside in the driveway while we eat. We just bullshit for a while and then it's time for him to leave. Places to go, people to see, dope to do I guess. I gave him my cell number and he gave me his I believe. I told him if at some point he gets sober and wants to be a part of the baby's life, please do so. No drugs and no bullshit though was the stipulation. He was so far gone already by this point that I figured I shouldn't hold my breath.