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Healing in Jail
After a reasonable length of time, Joseph started to heal. He was disoriented for a while, and it took a few days for him to realize that he was implicated in the death of a small child that was attacked by the dog.
While he healed, police patrolled the hospital and guarded his room, not just because he was under suspicion, but for his protection. The public was increasingly upset with the death of a small child. There were threats targeted towards Joseph. He was not cuffed to the bed but was escorted whenever he was to go to have x-rays or other tests. It was very unsettling, but Joseph allowed the process to unfold. He was baffled about the whole thing.
One toddler dead, one Doberman Pincher dead and two policemen that had filed a report to the situation. At the time of the report, the policemen presumed Joseph was dead. Police reports were considered truth and the prosecution used it to develop a case against Joseph. It was only a day or two later that the policemen realized that he was alive. In very bad shape, but alive.
During the first week or two after the incident, newspapers reported the story. The news made its way to the folks of Laurel Run. Ben and Mrs. Gardner read of the situation. They immediately arranged for a lawyer to handle Joseph’s case.
They met at the hospital with the attorney, Mr. Zenos for the first time. Joseph had returned to Silence and was not communicating at all. He made a few hand movements that were more of a quick response to their questions. He was so despondent that Ben and Mrs. Gardner decided to leave him as to not pressure him and he could deal with the situation as he could.
Ben said, “Joseph, we understand how upsetting and confusing this whole situation is right now. We are going to give you space. When you are ready to connect with us, just get word to us. Your attorney is an old friend of mine. He is on your side and will do anything possible to help in your defense.”
As they left the hospital room, Mrs. Gardner had a worried look on her face and turned to Joseph. He looked her directly in the eyes and nodded his head. No emotional response. Just a nod. She knew by this that he understood what they were saying, and he agreed that he would contact them when and if he needed them.
Joseph’s attorney truly was on his side. He researched the attack, the records surrounding it and the police report; interviewed as many people as possible. Nothing made sense. Since no one saw the beginning of the attack, there was a very hollow space of time that needed to be filled.
Joseph finally became more cooperative. By that time, he was moved to the city jail until trial. That was fine, he had no problem. He took the quite times to write out thoughts he had about the attack. Questions he felt the attorney might look at. One question he had was what happened when the medical unit came to get him? Was he dead? He remembers moving and floating over his body and the whole event. Could Mr. Zenos talk to the medics that came to the attack?
The food that was served and the lack of sunlight was hard on Joseph’s body and spirit. He was used to eating live food and constantly in the fresh air and sunlight. Jail food was very heavy and made him sluggish. But he moved as much as he could to remain strong and mindful.
Mr. Zenos investigated the medic team that came for Joseph that day and read their report. He shared what he found with Joseph.
When the medics arrived on scene, they found Joseph indeed unresponsive (dead). They carried his body into the ambulance and tried their best to resuscitate him. However, it was very difficult to apply chest compressions since he was handcuffed behind his back. They worked the best they could. Joseph took a deep breath, choked and chortled, but was alive.
This startling discovery put a new light on the whole story. Why were there cuffs on Joseph’s wrists mentioned in the medic’s report, but not mentioned in the police report? Mr. Zenos opened a new line of investigation, careful not to raise suspicion by the police.
Joseph became more discouraged over time. Mainly because of the lack of fresh air and healthy food. Even though it looked like his attorney was pulling good information together, still there was the police report that stood on its own merit.
Time wore on.
The Preliminary Hearing
Joseph was brought into the courtroom just before the trial started. Since there was so many riots and threats concerning this case, the courtroom was strictly guarded and only a few people were allowed into the preliminary hearing.
He did not look around or notice when Ben and Mrs. Gardner came into the building. Attorney Zenos made sure they were permitted in. They took a seat behind the defense table seat.
The two policemen entered and sat behind the prosecutor’s desk out of view from Joseph. He assumed they were there but did not look for them.
The extended family of the toddler that was killed was there as well. The crying and sobbing could be heard throughout the hearing.
Everything seemed like a blur to Joseph. The proceedings continued and finally, Joseph was called to answer questions of the prosecution. He did not speak, but occasionally gestured in sign language. It was mostly yes or no answers. Mr. Zenos told him not to elaborate in his responses to the prosecutor.
The district attorney kept asking him about not being compliant to a policeman’s order. And that it’s worse to attack a policeman. Joseph could not give details and did not understand what ‘being compliant’ meant in this circumstance. He had not been given orders; he had been trying to hold the dog back after it attacked the child.
Finally, the prosecution was finished with Joseph, and Mr. Zenos was able to ask him questions on re-direct. He led Joseph to explain that he did not have anything to do with it. It was a policeman who shot the child.
Mr. Zenos said, “Can you point out the policeman that you say shot the child?”
Joseph said in a rough, forced voice, “A policeman did not commit that crime.”
The courtroom of people jumped up and bellowed in disbelief. They were scratching their heads and asking questions and shrugging shoulders.
The people of the jury were very puzzled but tried to restrain themselves. The judge pounded his gavel repeatedly.
“There will be order in the court. There will be order! The next person who creates an outburst will be removed.”
Just as he said that several others got loud with accusations and chiding remarks. And the judge quickly had them removed from the courtroom.
Everyone finally started to quiet down. “Please continue,” the judge pleaded to Mr. Zenos.
Even though everyone seemed confused, Joseph spoke again.
He said, “It was not a policeman, but the man behind the badge that shot the gun. No different than a baker or doctor or cashier – these are jobs and positions. People hold these positions; people take these jobs.”
Joseph was trying to make the point that police officers are first and foremost, people. And people can make mistakes. But that the position of police officer should not be judged in this case. No more than a baker or cashier should be judged, but the people who work these jobs.
Then he pointed to the officer and said, “That is the man who wore the badge and shot the gun that killed the baby.”
As Joseph pointed to the man, he suddenly recognized him as Donovan. This was the young boy who taunted Joseph so many years before. He saw the misery in Donovan’s eyes. He could see into his heart. And he had compassion for him.
Donovan broke out in a whaling cry. He could not take the pressure of the shooting anymore. He confessed. Fear of being a policeman, insecurity, PTSD, confusion during the attack, all led up to a horrid ending.
You could hear the hush over the court room. You could feel the shift in understanding. The few news reporters that had been allowed in the courtroom rushed out to post their information in the news outlets.
All charges were dropped for Joseph. Donavon was taken into custody.
After Joseph was finished being questioned, he left the court room. He could not bear the situation any longer. He had to get away. He had to ponder the whole event. He had to think about Donovan. He needed a retreat in his encampment. He needed to get back to nature.
Ben and Mrs. Gardner got in his truck and headed back to Laurel Run. He pulled up ahead of Joseph and stopped alongside of the road. Joseph climbed into the back of the truck and road most of the way back to town. About two or three miles close to town, Joseph knocked on the back window of the truck. Ben stopped and Joseph got off. He needed to walk the rest of the way. He needed to be by himself.
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Melissa Leath writes A Mystics Journal on Substack. She supplies outrageous metaphysical babble/rant from a modern-day mystic's viewpoint and provides workshops about empowerment and psychic/metaphysical development. Her books Psychic Integrity, The Respected Practice of Modern-Day Mystics (Balboa Press, division of Hay House Publishing) and Does Your Child See Sparkles? are available through Amazon and Barnes & Noble. Melissa’s long-term study includes years of group development, platform mediumship, meditation, becoming a spiritual medium and minister and a BA in Metaphysical Counseling. She has worked with 10s of thousands of clients in USA and other countries, taught development classes for 12 years and settled into online workshops.
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