I said I would shared about the temper tantrum she had at the Courthouse. Client confidentiality only pertains to the your lawyer, not my lawyers that I paid for. My lawyers were entertained by Hooker Shoe's behavior in the mediation room. She told my lawyers that she had contacted both the FBI and my congressman over my blog. Pause, yes she really did that. Really. All the while veins on her forehead and neck popping out and her spewing angrily. At one point during her melt down in the mediation room, coward had to place his hand on Hooker Shoes arm saying "Hooker Shoes Stop" to rein back in some control when she lost it with my lawyers.
I play Bunco with my congressman wife, they live across the main street from my house. Not a peep has been said to me, and it's not because I know them, it's because it was the ravings of a lunatic who made those calls, and no one took you seriously--how could they?! Honestly she is incoherent and irrational, and filled with anger.
When I received the notice to appear AGAIN, attached was the sworn affidavit of the reasons why Coward believed I was in contempt of court. I dissected his statement with truth and details--because that is all I speak--the truth. His statements are in typeface, I responded accordingly. I will go in mostly numerical order, but like this first entry have placed #2 first. I will get to all of them, but this was placed here because I stated in my last entry about this very falsehood.
II. Coward's lies in his affidavit
Practically every statement he wrote contains a lie.
Starting from the 2nd paragraph of the affidavit, I will explain
why, and offer proof where I can.
A.
Lies: The relationship’s duration and ending
In 1996 after being together approximately 7 years I ended a
relationship with the writer of this blog.
This single statement has two lies.
First, we met in August of 1986. I was 16 years old and a
junior in high school. Coward was my first sexual partner. I began living with
Coward about August or September of 1987, while I was still 17 years old. We
continued living together in until 1996. He proposed marriage to me in 1992,
after having asked my dad for my hand in marriage. He gave me an engagement ring.
I accepted at the time. However, over the following twelve months, he expressed
less and less interest in getting married. Eventually, I concluded that he did
not want to be married after all, and stopped planning for it.
We conceived a daughter around May or June of 1988. Just 21
weeks later, on November 5, 1988, when I was 19 years old, I gave birth to
Heather. Heather died, and is buried in a county in California. Coward is listed as
Heather’s father on both her birth and death certificates. Our relationship
continued without interruption until 1996.
If Coward’s statement were true, we would have met in 1989,
the year after Heather died, which is clearly absurd.
Second, Coward did not end our relationship. I did.
I ended the relationship with Coward on May 25, 1996, a week
before my sister’s wedding. I had gone to see the movie Mission Impossible , near where we lived. While watching the movie, I recognized, in the
dark, the heads kissing each other in front of me as belonging to Coward and
Lola. Lola was a young girl, 17 or 18 years old, who was extremely emotionally
and intellectually immature. She was vulnerable and prone to wearing provocative
attire. Coward and I used to take Lola to church with us when she was 10 and 11
years old. Watching them kiss right in front of me left me nauseated, repulsed,
and angry.
I left the movie immediately, and Coward followed me, making
excuses, saying he was sorry that I saw what I saw, and that it wasn’t
personal. He made excuses, but I had caught him and he knew it. I tried to get
in my car, but he grabbed my shoulders to make me listen to him. We argued, and
I finally had to swing at him with my purse to escape his grasp. I drove
straight home, and, with my mother’s help, began putting Coward’s stuff onto the
front yard. Coward arrived about a half hour later, and started screaming at me.
I yelled back, telling him it was over. My mom said we would call the police,
and I did.
The Police Department sent sheriffs to our house.
They informed me that they could not allow me to evict Coward or his belongings,
because Coward’s name was on the lease for the house. I complied, and allowed
Coward to keep his stuff in the house. He left and did not return to the house
until the next weekend. He had a large, valuable collection of radio-controlled
airplanes that I left untouched, as well as all of his other possessions. For
months, Coward had been spending the weekdays living and working in a California City,
returning home on weekends, so I presume he stayed the week in his motel in California City.
On June 2, 1996, the day after my sister’s wedding, he and a
friend, Von (not real name), came to the house with a U-Haul. He proceeded to take
everything he could, including things that were essential to the house, such as
the wood-burning stove (the only source of heat), the only air conditioner, and
the washer and dryer that he had given to me as gifts. He left the bed,
couches, and anything else that he thought either wasn’t valuable or were
things that were solely mine.
Years later, he apologized for taking those things, and told
me that he hadn’t needed them, and had taken them out of spite.
Corroboration
I have many
family members and friends who can corroborate my statements here, including
pictures from the time period. This set of friends includes police officers and
teachers from California County.
I have
professional photographs, from Sears, of Coward and me, taken in 1988. I was 18
years old in the pictures.
The birth
and death certificates for Heather are on file in California County. I have a copy
of her birth certificate only.
If the Small town Police Department still has records from 1996, they will have a record of
my call to them on May 25, 1996.
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