Chapter 73: The Appeals Decision

I was at my mother's when the Crown Attorney called. She had given me the web address to go check to see if the courts had renderred a decision for the appeals. I was constantly checking on Mathieu's brand new computer my mother had bought him. He was really good about sharing his stuff with me.
When she called, I ran downstairs to the computer to read it.
May 19, 2004.
They were giving him 24hrs to surrender himself to the police station. Until then, I was under police supervision to ensure my safety. I was closing the store that night. I was surrounded by crew so I felt safe. I was in my happy place. If he came for me, I was okay with it because there were witnesses everywhere around me. I loved the crew I worked with; some of whom had been there the first time I worked there. I felt like they were my family now. They made me smile. They made me laugh. And my new store manager was amazing! I totally adored her! I hung out with her a few times but afraid to become a burden, I still kept my distance.
On May 20th, my father failed to turn himself into the police station by noon so I was told to stay put.
I was at my mother's house spending time with Mat when the call came in. 
Apparently my father's attorney didn't notify him of the decision. He wasn't ready because he didn't get that 24hrs to get his affairs in order.
I ended up going to work after. I still had for figure out my next step from here.

My boss was selling her car. I really wanted it. She told me to go to Scotiabank.

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