This morning, Karrie and I were stressed out and watching the clock, until the time for us to walk up to the courthouse.
We arrived there, 20 minutes late; partly because one of the officers who had arrested her on 11 charges, stopped his car in front of us, put on his lights and then checked our ID's. He was wondering why Karrie was "out."
We got into the courtroom just in time to hear them call her name in short order.
Carlos said "Due to the considerable amount of jailtime involved here..." and then he went on to appoint an attorney (Shoemaker) and set her next date for February 11th. Yes, we are on a first name basis with Carlos, the Assistant City Attorney.
So, she is still out.
Now I need to go play because I lavished extravigances upon her, during our "last days" together for a while, and my resorces have dwindled a bit.
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