He didn't come home last night.  I now have to file a missing juvenile report.  As stressful as this is for me.....it's ten times for my husband who has way too much on his plate.  I tossed and turned keeping him up.  He's exhausted.  Although I got up early with him this morning I didn't have to go into work today.  I am a bit numb and here it's noon and I didn't call the police until now.  I so feel for my son, too.  My once happy-go-lucky kid has turned into someone I don't know.  I don't know if it's the results of the drug(s)? or the fact that my husband and I put our "feet" down OR a combination of the both.  Whatever the case, obviously, we have a problem we need to address.  Just frustrating because the process takes so darn long........