It shouldn't surprise me that I got a call from the Prosecutor's Office today. I mean, the preliminary hearing was on Hannah's birthday, and then trial was set to start on Eli's birthday. In fact, when I told April about it having been postponed until June, she was all like, "Well whose fucking birthday is on THAT day?" And yes, she said the F word; she isn't nearly as sweet and soft-spoken as she likes you to think (I love you!).
Today though? S. was calling to tell me that I need to be at court on Monday morning at 9:00. For another hearing. This time, though (drum roll please...) for a hearing to revoke CF's bail. Because he is supposed to be on house arrest and has violated those terms. Is this a guarantee that his bail WILL be revoked? No. But the fact that they have actually followed through on our police statements and set up a hearing means that they are, in fact, taking this seriously. I am not getting my hopes up thinking they will handcuff him and take him away right then; I am too cynical about the justice system for that. Hell, the judge very well could give him a verbal slap on the hand and tell him to not do it again, I don't know. But the very fact that we have this hearing? Makes me very, very happy indeed. Even if his bail isn't revoked, I hope that it really, really inconveniences him, and I also hope that he displays toward the judge some of the cockiness that he has shown to the public at large.
So there are many, many other things about which I would like to write, and I will tomorrow, but for now? I just can't stop smiling.