Gracie and Jack went to Victoria and they're still there. Gracie was arrested this morning for assault and neglect of Jack and Jack spent the day in the hospital being checked over with a fine tooth comb by the doctors. She was also drunk when she was arrested. Jack is okay except for bruises but he's been taken into foster care until Tuesday.
I was going to fly there tonight. I was at the airport when I heard from the social worker that the foster parents won't allow me to visit him because of covid concerns, so we changed my flight to Monday. There will be a hearing on Tuesday and hopefully we will be given temporary guardianship of Jack. The social worker thought that this was likely as Jack spends so much time with us.
Both the big guy and I are gutted and I doubt I'll get much sleep tonight. We did have a video call with Jack so it was nice to see him and talk to him. He seemed happy enough and I told him I would see him in four days. He had a big bruise on his cheek.
He's two and a half years old, in a strange city, in a strange bed, surrounded by strangers. Fucking hell.