Good morning! How was everyone’s week? I am hanging out with some friends this weekend so I am very excited for that! Keep an eye on my Instagram for photos!
We continue with the case for Mr. Neasvelle. I hope everything goes in his favor. Enjoy the Adventure!
A Journal of My Thoughts
December 16, 20–
I am so furious! I have found out that Mr. Able pulled the fire alarm in the courthouse! I knew that he did. I called it yesterday when he was acting all strange outside the courthouse. Honestly, I hope this means that either the case gets thrown out or we get an advantage in the case.
I don’t know what Able was thinking. I know he’s a petty individual but I never thought he would ever stoop that low to win a case.
Then again, I’ve never actually tried a case against him.
I just…I just can’t believe someone would be that determined to try to win a case. I would be ashamed of myself if I ever stooped that low to win a case. Like…the audacity. Either Able is hiding something or he doesn’t have a solid case against Mr. Neasvelle. I haven’t figured out which it is.
James was so upset when I arrived at the office today. I could tell just by looking at him that he didn’t sleep well the night before. He had large bags under his eyes and his eyes were red from exhaustion. James told me that he was worried that the case was over. He was afraid that the judge wouldn’t see our case and wouldn’t see our side of the case.
And that’s when it happened. The phone on James’ desk started to ring. We both stared at it, not sure if we should answer or not. Then James’ arm reached out and picked up the phone off the cradle. He answered the phone in the most monotone voice he could’ve answered in.
Immediately his eyes widened. He grabbed a pad of paper and started scribbling something that I couldn’t read. Not that his handwriting is messy, but have you ever tried reading something upside down? It’s quite difficult. Anyway, he was scribbling something as fast as he could, all while nodding and agreeing with whoever was on the phone.
He said goodbye and slammed the phone back down on the receiver. He got a very goofy smile on his face and started to tell me what happened.
The judge was so upset about what Able did that he wanted to throw out all of the evidence that Able wanted to present. I don’t know if that’s even legal! The judge wanted the throw the entire case out and prove that Mr. Neasvelle is innocent. That would be amazing! That would be the best thing in the world for Mr. Neavelle. If he didn’t have to spend any time in jail that would be a win.
I couldn’t believe it. Was that even possible? Could a judge do that? The judge wanted to talk to us and Able to see how we wanted to proceed. I was surprised that the judge wanted to talk to all of us together, but that was a decision for him, not me.
James and I raced over to the courthouse to meet with the judge and Able. We hurried through the lobby to the small judges quarters to hear yelling. It was hard to make out what was being said, but all I knew two people were unhappy. James suggested that it was probably Able and the judge arguing about the judge’s decision, but we couldn’t be for sure.
James cautiously knocked on the door and the room with quiet. The door opened and the judge brought us into the room. Able was sitting in one of the chairs with a very angry scowl on his face. I could immediately tell that he was angry that he was caught, but there was nothing I could do about it.
The judge sat down and told us what he wanted to do. He said he looked at the evidence and knew that Mr. Neasvelle wasn’t guilty. Able went to object but the judge immediately silenced him. The judge told us that he was very ashamed of Able and how he had gone about trying to win the case. He shamed Able, telling Able that the trick that was pulled was low and uncalled for in a courthouse. Able’s face turned red, obviously not used to being humiliated in front of other people.
The judge told us that he was going to give a verdict that Mr. Neasvelle was innocent and that the police had the wrong man. He told us that the evidence was quite clear and he wasn’t going to change the decision. He turned to Able and told him that if he ever, EVER, saw Mrs. Neasvelle suing Mr. Neasvelle on his docket that he would immediately throw out the case. I could not have been happier with the decision. James and I stood up and shook the judges hand before watching Able race out the door.
James and I agreed to wait until tomorrow to tell Mr. Neasvelle about the judge’s decision. We wanted to make his day and maybe give him an extra little surprise. We discussed a small surprise for Mr. Neasvelle and went our separate ways for the night.
When I got home I told Rose about what happened. We were both so excited that we decided to open a new bottle of wine. It’s something we don’t do that often, but it was a good celebration. But now, I have to try to sleep before telling Mr. Neasvelle the good news. G’Night.