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Timothy - 74. Chapter 74
Arriving at Mom and Dad’s place, “Dad, I need to talk with Rich. I’m ready to file a criminal suit against Bruce, and I’ll need his help.”
Mom made a pot of coffee then went upstairs to their bedroom. She knew Dad would tell her what we said.
Sitting at the dining room table, I showed Rich the indictment.
“Tim, this is over 20 years old.”
“Stephen, did you find it?”
“Yes, Tom was right. The last entry was just before Tom left for Pennsylvania. Do you remember when Bruce left town?”
“Yes, it was the same time Benny left to take that position at our university.”
“Rich, this will be a two-prong attack. I’ll file the lawsuit for 2 million after he comes back here for the legal suit. I plan on meeting with the DA on Monday to file Tom’s rape suit.”
“What can I print? Both cases will have a major impact on the city.”
“First, I need to record those dates that Bruce and Tom visited the Motel. Stephen, why are you laughing?”
“It seems Tom didn’t trust Bruce. Each of the two rooms had a separate sign-in line in the registrar, and Tom signed his name for one room and signed Bruce’s name for the other room.”
“We need to make a copy of those pages. Rich, if you could do that and get the copies notarized, I’ll make arrangements to have those books returned.”
Rich left with copies of the lawsuit, the papers I would submit to the DA, and the ledger from the Motel.
“Tim, you are going after this guy with a vengeance.”
“Yes, I am, Dad. He not only raped Ann Marie but denied her and us over 20 years of family. She should have enjoyed the same relationship we have had with Eva, and she was denied a happy marriage, and who knows what guilt she carried for 20 years. If Mom knew, she should have told you, and you could have taken him to court, and he would have been in jail. Now, I have a chance to revenge Ann Marie and Tom from this guy.”
Later that night, in bed, “You are very angry. Be careful that you don’t let your anger affect you. We got him, and he will pay for his crimes.”
Stephen was right. I need to address these issues calmly. I was going to make him pay.
Sunday, we went to church. Mom and Dad chatted with some of their friends. Stephen and I went and sat in my usual pew. Again as I watched the people enter, I could tell those who generally sat in the pew we occupied. Mom and Dad came in and at with us. I was surprised when Eva and John came in with the baby. They went to sit up front, and a woman whispered something to Eva. She turned, I waved. She whispered to John, and they got up and came to sit with us. Stephen immediately took the baby from Eva. From the smile on his face, I knew he would be a loving parent. I also knew I’d be the one to be a disciplinarian.
After church, we joined the crowd outside. The women came over to see the baby, who was still in Stephen’s arms. I watched as they smiled at Stephen and the baby. I also noticed no men came over. One small boy was on his way over when his dad grabbed him and led him away. I wonder what they will think when the story breaks.
Sunday afternoon, we stopped at the farm. Randy and Stephen had their time together, Aunt Clara and I had a coffee and a piece of the pie. “Those two and their computers. The only time I see Randy is when he’s hungry. Tim, if something happens to me, I want you and Stephen to watch over him.”
“Aunt Clara, are you alright? You’re not ill, are you?”
“No, Tim. I have no living relatives, and he’ll need a family, and I think he has already adopted Stephen as a brother.”
“I think you are right about that.”
“Right about what?”
“Stephen, you want a cup of coffee and a piece of pie?”
“Thank you, Aunt Clara.” Whispering, “What were you talking about?”
“I’ll tell you later.”
Randy entered the kitchen with a basket of vegetables. “Give me your keys, Tim. I’ll put these in your trunk.”
I handed him my keys and a ten-dollar bill. He looked, smiled, and I got a hug.
On the way home, I told Stephen what Aunt Clara said, and he just smiled.
Monday morning, we said goodbye to Mom and Dad. They would drive up to see Ann Marie and Stephen, and I would join them a little later.
We headed to the DA’s office. I told the receptionist who I was, and I was representing a client who had been sexually assaulted, and I would like to see the District Attorney. She picked up the phone, Stephen and I went and sat down. We no sooner sat when a young lady came out, spoke to the receptionist, who pointed to us. She came over and introduced herself as Jane Wiess, Assistant District attorney. I introduced myself and Stephen as my husband, no reaction.
We followed her to her office. I had copies of Tom’s statements and my lawsuit against Bruce.
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