Waiting

It has been a while since my last post. It is now June and summer is upon us. I know I left my story about Marc a cliff hanger. I will get back to it eventually. So much has happened since I last posted. My little brother was brought back to Kentucky on Feb 20. A couple of retired State Troopers went to Florida to get him. They did not arrive until late Friday night and Jason's arriagnment was not scheduled until Monday morning. It was a long weekend. One of the longest I have ever had.

Monday morning my mom, dad and I got up and got dressed to face the day at the courthouse. We had one of my best friends with us as well as one of my cousin's. My mom was a basket case ranting at the smallest things. My dad had grown very quiet. We were under the impression that there would be a lawyer there for Jason. We went early to try and get through the paperwork beforehand. My parents were going to use the house as a bond to get my brother out. We had to park 2 blocks from the courthouse and I pushed my dad in the wheelchair. He was not able to walk the distance. When we got there we were told that the property bond could not be done until Jason had been before the judge. We had to wait. As we waited it became apparent that the lawyer we thought was going to be there did not know he was supposed to be there. He also wanted a nice sum of money for his services. Money my parents did not have right at the moment. MY mother went crazy!!!! She was unconsolable at this point. She refused to answer the man's call and I had to do it. My cousin spoke with her husband and they offered to loan my mom and dad the money for the lawyer since my mom would be able to pay them back in a few weeks. We had the lawyer settled and he was on his way.

Now we waited for the lawyer, the arraignment, Jason. They brought him into the courtroom to stand before the judge. The same judge that had given him probation 9 years ago. She was not thrilled to see him. They had no prosecutor for the case. They could not even find his "jacket" to let them know what he had done or where he had been. Jason's lawyer talked the judge into giving him a property bond, but not before she lectured my parents, trying to talk them out of it. She wanted to give a full cash bond. Now it was a reace to get Jason's paperwork done downtown and then a race to Shepherdsville to get paperwork done there. We cut it very very close. I pulled into the parking lot in Shepherdsville at ten to 4. They closed at 4. My dad yelled at me 4 times in the car to slow down on the way. Each time he would turn his head I would inch back down on the acclerator. YEAH we made it. Now we had to wait for the paperwork to go through so he would get released.

I dropped my parents and Rob off at our home. She had come to the court house in downtown for support. Then me, my cousin, my friend and my brothers girlfriend drove back to downtown and waited for Jason to be released. We waited and waited and waited. We waited about 4-5 hours before he finally emerged from the double doors. I had called dibs on first hug. I am his sister. As I was hugging him I was recalling the words of a guy who had been released before Jason and had said how lucky Jason was to have a car full of women come and get him. I think Jason thought he was lucky just to be out. It was the first time he had been in the world in eight and a half years. We had another court date set for April 16, but right now we were living in the moment. I took my brother home, At last he was home.