March brought with it good and bad. Bridget had passed her driver learning test, but because of her injury, she was unable to start actually learning how to drive, which frustrated her to no end. Our lawyer informed Dad that a court date had been set for Carson, bringing the nightmare of what we lived through back to the surface. The case was due to be put before a jury in early June, unless
Carson was to plead guilty between now and then, which I was sure would be unlikely. Carson admitting fault to anything he had done would be a cold day in hell, so I was pushing Dad to allow me to testify against Carson.
Bridget did end up hearing from our Mother for her birthday, she was sent a card in the mail with a letter inside telling her, in detail, how much she had disappointed Susan among o
