It had been a long day and I was ready to go home. It was almost 9 p.m. and only a few groups of people were left. They were standing in clusters and talking about various matters before getting in their cars and going to their homes.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone approaching me. He was a complete stranger, but some mysterious sixth sense told me that he was looking for me. When he walked up to me, he said, “Excuse me, but are you Dr. Allen?”

“Yes,” I replied. Very quickly I scanned the young man and asked, “What can I do for you?”

“Is there some place that we can talk privately?” he asked.

As I led him away from the little clusters of people to a quieter place, he told me that his name was Jeremy. As we stood there in that darkened room, this young man named Jeremy began to …