Aug. 9, '93
It seems we are to be married. Care to pick the fabric for my gown? Swatches and the Pasadena Weekly's society page enclosed. I think I shall get a pearl collar for Marigold and have her be my matron of honor. Little Derek can be your best man, Daisy could be bride's maid - maybe carry my train in her mouth - and, Lily can be flower girl. What do you think?
Thank goodness it was a busy news week for the Times. But, the damage is done. My name in print has hit a little too close to home. Judge Cohen, the presiding judge, called me on the carpet the moment I walked in the court house this morning. I've been ordered to recuse myself from Mr. Boyle's case and to report the entire matter to the DA for possible investigation of bias on my part. He warned me that all of my rulings concerning the matter will be reviewed. There could possibly be a new bail hearing as well.
In my opinion, the only questionable factor is the high amount for the bail, which is not unheard of. It's an item for a judge's discretion. I think if the amount had been excessively low, there would have been problems. Nevertheless, be forewarned - my replacement may be ordered to play hardball with this - by the book - no leeway. Still, I think the DA's office would be unwise to pursue Mr. Boyle's case the bitter end. It is weak and they know it. You have the money to fight and Mr. Hewett has a fine law firm. However, they may indeed pursue if the local press gets wind of the situation. It would look bad if they suddenly dropped it - a suspicion of money talking.
Make sure to tell Mr. Boyle to toe the line. Don't give them the least reason to reverse my decisions and rescind the bail. I know you have the idea of taking him on an archaeological dig or something of the sort - make certain that all the paper work is filed and absolute permission obtained. Don't even neglect to dot an "i".
Unfortunately, Judge Cohen has also shuffled my caseload. My court calendar is now full through April. It looks like Sydney is off. We'll have to cool it for a while, for Mr. Boyle's sake. I'm sorry.
As for my own situation - don't worry about it. Not your fault. I should have handed down a judicial stay on the redemption of my IOU. The hormones of a sixteen-year-old took over. I'll ride it out. You're worth the trouble a thousand times over. I hope it all works out for you and Mr. Boyle. I worry about "my little Dutch boy." He needs help and some TLC - and I didn't even get halfway through my course of treatment.
If Mr. Toad emerges from his hole - not to worry - I got the name and address of his lady friend. We were right, but she rented by the minute rather than the hour, and his check bounced. Can you imagine - paying for such services by check? That's worse than by credit card. Absolutely amazing! And this is a man who makes decisions about other people's lives. No wonder the whole court system is a mess.
Let's plan for next summer - maybe a June wedding - in the snows of Palm Springs. Seriously, "leafy" or whatever that "furrin" word is you use, if I was ever going to walk down the aisle, it would be to you, but we've each devoted our lives to a "calling" that leaves little room for the kind of marriage we both would want. So better off not to go there at all.
Love always - and I do mean that,
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