And she carried it for seven months.
I Asked Ray What We Do Now and His Answer Was Not Dramatic
I said: “How do we bury them?”
And Ray Vance put both hands flat on his desk and said:
“We don’t. That’s not what this is.”
And I said: “Excuse me?”
And he said — and I’ve thought about this a hundred times —
“Mr. Miller, I’ve been doing this thirty-three years, and the thing families always want is a scene. I’m telling you right now the scene doesn’t help your granddaughter one bit. What helps her is paper, in the right order, delivered to the right desks, by people whose job it is.”
“So what do I do?”
“You hire a family lawyer tomorrow morning, you file for emergency custody, and you let me walk this file into the prosecutor’s office.”
And that is exactly what we did, and it was slow, and it took fourteen months, and there was no scene at all.
Nobody Kicked In a Door. There Were No Troopers on a Patio. I Need That Understood.
