In a statement read to the court, Womack said that the stalking incident had a “massive impact” on here life and she feared for the safety of her family. The actress also said that she “can’t stop thinking about.” But although it was a very disturbing period, she said was also “concerned about his well-being and do hope he is okay and needs to seek some help.”
I arrived on scene at about 0025 hours. I made contact with Deputy Williams and he advised the female who was reported to have left was in the residence and she had a severe injury to her face.
What did she want with him anyway? Didn’t she understand that he didn’t want anything to do with her or his family? Everything relating to his family was best pushed into a corner and never looked at again. And now that he was finally about to free himself for good, he had to take a petty child along with him.
court case and the leading up to it she told them to stay strong and
I only wanted to ask her why she be bring’n white chillun to church. A black sanctuary that’s now bin exposed to white folk. The finches of all people. Disgraceful it is. They got their church. And we got ours. I don’t care that it be the same god or whatever. It’s our space where there ain’t be no whites bossin us around or talkin like trash bout us. Its disgustin I tell you, its disgustin how they be treatin us. Thinkin they be the top of the town. If it weren’t for us they wouldn’t be eatin would they. Who would they have to be cleanin for them or cooking for them or farmin for them. Lazy, lazy, lazy I tell ya. So Cal be bringin dem chillun inta our space and I tell ya if I didn’t talk to dem they’d be runnin a muck and treatin my people like trash.
“Sweetie? Where are you going?” I heard my mother’s faint voice call out from the kitchen. I was standing at the front door, halfway through opening it when I heard her voice. It was Oli’s, my best friend’s, birthday and her, Angelo, and Dante, were going to Las Vegas to spend her special weekend.
The day had arrived. Feelings of excitement and dread rolled around in her stomach at the thought of seeing her friends and family again. She remembered the feelings of helplessness at watching her mother speak to Dr. Faas.
One might argue that because all these things were going on she was just simply acting emotionally. But that isn't true only because she wasn't acting emotionally she was acting erratically and extremely distressed. Text evidence.....
Maybe they were through goading one another - I surely hoped so. I picked up my glass to take a sip of wine. I had been using this time to pretend to casually, gaze around the room. Myles Laveau caught my eye and smiled a half smile as he raised his glass to his lips. His date, the Baroness Portella, must have seen that his eye was otherwise entertained because she turned to glance over her shoulder at me. I saw the scathing stare she gave me through her thin, lacy veil- much like Boudreaux’s stare, it cuts to the bone. I half expected her to fling her drink into Laveau’s face, she seemed quite angry- but then, he leaned forward and whispered something in her ear and she turned to look at me again; this time, she smiled. I wondered what Myles had said to her for her to smile at me that way. The desire to know what he said was causing me to be anxious, as was the desire to see beneath the veil, but I needed to take care of the situation of my husband and lover goading each other first - I would ask Myles what was said between he and the Baroness the next time I was with him.
The man and woman hurried silently side by side down the dank passage. Occasionally, the woman would glance furtively over her shoulder. The passage was dark, and the only illumination came from a glowing torch that the man carried. The low light shone brightly enough to see that they were both nobles, for they were dressed with distinction.
And what an emotional comeback it was! It was difficult not to empathize with her despite the fact that the fraud charges were real. The sight of her daughters clinging to her and Teresa tightly hugging them was really heartbreaking. It was tough to contain one’s tears when we saw the
Johnson and I (her husband at the time), who is a Soldier, were residing in Hawaii during her pregnancy. We were established in our military on post housing near Waikiki Beach and were getting ready for the next phase of our life to begin when it became clear that something was not right.