did order that account frozen, and I was told to turn in my passport and that I was not allowed to leave the state until the case had been resolved. He set bail—thankfully, in an amount I could pay—and then set my court date.
I paid my ransom and took a cab back home. I called my parents and told them what happened. My mother kept crying but was very supportive, and my father said that they would do everything in their power to help me. It made me love them even more that they never asked me if I was guilty.
The public defender had given me some names of lawyers who had experience with this kind of case, so I started calling them and getting price quotes. Of the four that I called, the first one was the cheapest, and I made an appointment to meet her the next day.
I stayed in Columbia for a couple of weeks until my lease ran out. I met with my lawyer several times, and she said she had subpoenaed the firm’s records and was having some experts go through them. I told her my plans to return home, and she said she would be in touch if she had any questions and for me to do the same.
I packed up my things, tucked my tail between my legs , and came home. I applied for a waitress job, and now I’m sitting on pins and needles wondering if a man that’s swept me off of my feet is going to sweep me out the door.”
He had said only a few words while I told my story, but as soon as I was finished , Alex whispered, “Good God, Kat, I’m so sorry.”
I thought that by sorry he meant that this was more than he bargained for and it was “adios, senorita.” I heard his seat belt unsnap and looked at him as his big, beautiful eyes met mine as he slid over and wrapped his strong, comforting arms around me. “I’m sorry I had to tell you this, and I more than understand if it’s too much to deal with and you don’t want to see me anymore. But I can tell you that I did nothing wrong,” I said into his shoulder.
Alex gave a tiny, almost shy , laugh. “I know you didn’t. I haven’t even known you for two days, and I already know that you couldn’t do anything like that.” Then he kissed me. It was a kiss filled with comfort and support; it was almost chaste. It made me want to cry. So I did. Just a little.
“We’re almost home, can we keep talking about this? I have a few questions about some of the details, and I might have a few ideas that could help,” he said, sliding over to his seat while keeping hold of my hand.
“Are you sure you still want to see me after that story? Aren’t you shocked or surprised or cautious…something?” I asked, unable to believe this amazing man.
He squeezed my hand and gave me a huge smile, “Of course I still want to see you. I want to see you as often as I can. As for being shocked—well, you’re not the only one who knows how to use Google. I’ve known about the story since this afternoon. It was all I could do not to get your side of the story as soon as I saw you. But we had better things to do.”
“I can’t believe you. As far as you know, you were having dinner with a soon-to- be-convicted felon, and it didn’t even faze you.”
“You faze me. I didn’t think for one minute that you were guilty. I knew that there was the story in the paper, and then there was the truth. Look, we’re home.”
The car came to a stop , and the partition lowered. “Home sweet home,” Charlie said as he got out of the car and opened my door.
“Thank you , Charlie, it was a pleasure meeting you. And thanks for taking such good care of us,” I told him, sincerely.
He smiled at me and closed the door. “I should be the one thanking you. It does my heart good to see two young people having such a good time. Not only that, but it’s nice to see Alex smiling so much,” he said as we walked to the other side of the car.
Alex stuck out his hand , and he and Charlie shook with genuine affection. “Excellent job as usual, Charlie, you’re the best,” Alex said, handing him
I paid my ransom and took a cab back home. I called my parents and told them what happened. My mother kept crying but was very supportive, and my father said that they would do everything in their power to help me. It made me love them even more that they never asked me if I was guilty.
The public defender had given me some names of lawyers who had experience with this kind of case, so I started calling them and getting price quotes. Of the four that I called, the first one was the cheapest, and I made an appointment to meet her the next day.
I stayed in Columbia for a couple of weeks until my lease ran out. I met with my lawyer several times, and she said she had subpoenaed the firm’s records and was having some experts go through them. I told her my plans to return home, and she said she would be in touch if she had any questions and for me to do the same.
I packed up my things, tucked my tail between my legs , and came home. I applied for a waitress job, and now I’m sitting on pins and needles wondering if a man that’s swept me off of my feet is going to sweep me out the door.”
He had said only a few words while I told my story, but as soon as I was finished , Alex whispered, “Good God, Kat, I’m so sorry.”
I thought that by sorry he meant that this was more than he bargained for and it was “adios, senorita.” I heard his seat belt unsnap and looked at him as his big, beautiful eyes met mine as he slid over and wrapped his strong, comforting arms around me. “I’m sorry I had to tell you this, and I more than understand if it’s too much to deal with and you don’t want to see me anymore. But I can tell you that I did nothing wrong,” I said into his shoulder.
Alex gave a tiny, almost shy , laugh. “I know you didn’t. I haven’t even known you for two days, and I already know that you couldn’t do anything like that.” Then he kissed me. It was a kiss filled with comfort and support; it was almost chaste. It made me want to cry. So I did. Just a little.
“We’re almost home, can we keep talking about this? I have a few questions about some of the details, and I might have a few ideas that could help,” he said, sliding over to his seat while keeping hold of my hand.
“Are you sure you still want to see me after that story? Aren’t you shocked or surprised or cautious…something?” I asked, unable to believe this amazing man.
He squeezed my hand and gave me a huge smile, “Of course I still want to see you. I want to see you as often as I can. As for being shocked—well, you’re not the only one who knows how to use Google. I’ve known about the story since this afternoon. It was all I could do not to get your side of the story as soon as I saw you. But we had better things to do.”
“I can’t believe you. As far as you know, you were having dinner with a soon-to- be-convicted felon, and it didn’t even faze you.”
“You faze me. I didn’t think for one minute that you were guilty. I knew that there was the story in the paper, and then there was the truth. Look, we’re home.”
The car came to a stop , and the partition lowered. “Home sweet home,” Charlie said as he got out of the car and opened my door.
“Thank you , Charlie, it was a pleasure meeting you. And thanks for taking such good care of us,” I told him, sincerely.
He smiled at me and closed the door. “I should be the one thanking you. It does my heart good to see two young people having such a good time. Not only that, but it’s nice to see Alex smiling so much,” he said as we walked to the other side of the car.
Alex stuck out his hand , and he and Charlie shook with genuine affection. “Excellent job as usual, Charlie, you’re the best,” Alex said, handing him
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