Sick (the other thing from court) in 1st

I feel this has to be completely separated from any other thoughts I would ever want to blog about.

When we walked into the courtroom I recognized a face dressed in orange. It’s not a good feeling. A couple people sat at the opposite of the pew he was sitting on and were asked to move. The bailiff placed a pole at the beginning of the pew behind him so that no one would sit in the next row either.

Before the docket was called my ex sister in law (Christy) her daughter (Maria) and her daughter in law (Wendy) came in and went to the back. The man, though I don’t remember his name, was Christy’s husband. They got married when Randy and I were together. Wendy had been a wayward mother. I had seen her before but honestly I had seen her children more than I had ever seen her. She currently has 4 and is pregnant again. Christy and her husband had been taking care of them last I knew, at least during the day and most evenings but there was no set place for them to sleep (though that means nothing among Mexicans really, they will always be a place to sleep if needed).

A couple of attendants came in with 6 juveniles and sat in the first row. They were moved. I got to thinking, whatever her did was horrible and I hope those babies are okay.

Wendy was called behind the baluster, Christy went with her. They didn’t even look in the mans general direction. They were sour faced and huddled. Whatever it was it was hard on Wendy. I’m sure at this point you can guess why.

I had stepped out with Alicen to talk to the DHS lady about what we were there and when I came in the 3 ladies were sitting in that front row but Christy’s husband was nowhere to be seen. He had been hauled off, on his way to prison.

Christy had made a run out and her husband we at the house with the kids. These kids are 10 and younger, 3 girls 1 boy, just in case you wonder. Wendy came by to get the kids and was apparently unexpected. She caught her father touching one of the girls. Christy said that Wendy said he did that to her when she was young too. This time there is protection for these children, there wasn’t when she was little. This monster was hit with a Class A Felony. 15-60 years in prison. The highest they can give for a crime as sickening as this. I pray they let everyone know why he’s there. I hear they are not so nice to child molesters in prison.

I am sickened by the fact that I shared a dinner table with this scum on a regular basis. I can’t even explain how sick I am. I wanna scream, I wanna puke, I want to claw his eyes out for even looking at those babies, for even thinking, for even breathing. My nerves have tied my tummy, it has hurt since talking to Christy. More so 3 days later because I can’t seem to get it unstuck. I am thankful one more slime bag put away but, I was at that wedding. I called him brother in law. I never really liked him because he was very quiet and did not speak English. I can be thankful for that too because I’m sure I would feel worse if I had liked him.