I�ve had a feeling that things are not right in Missyville for a couple of weeks now. First, the parting of my favorite cousin and her husband, which is totally understandable, but still shocking. Then, the weird dream about marrying my uncle Jerry, which signifies a death in the family. The full moon. Then all the stuff about Internet weirdoes on the news, which makes me a little paranoid. Also, the weird situation with my job.
Something that bothered me a little�was the fact that I had a hang-up call from a 573 (area code) number a few days ago. That�s in Columbia, Missouri near where the Potosi Correctional Institution is. Rodney is imprisoned there.
When I talked to her on Tuesday, my aunt mentioned that my Uncle Dan had received a call from a journalist about my mom�s killer�s case. She wanted to know why the Justice Department closed the case. Well, she could�ve gotten her answer by calling the Circuit Attorney�s office. Obviously, she hadn�t thought of that.
Well, then yesterday at 5:00 p.m., I got a call from Iris. Iris is the neighbor that drove all of us completely crazy last year. She moved out in September. I had not talked to her since August 2004. It ended badly. I vowed to never revisit a relationship with her again.
Yesterday, a call came from her number. It was her granddaughter repeating what Iris what dictating to her. It was about someone she knew that was getting rid of a dog and she wanted to know if I wanted it. WTF???
Something told me to change my home phone number. So I called the phone company and got a courtesy change. It will be effective today.
Then, I called my Uncle Dan to give him my new number. Then he mentioned the journalist. He said something was not right with her story, because she was asking questions about Rodney, not about my mom or me. She then asked him for my phone number. He did not give it to her. She asked to meet with him over lunch, but he changed his mind and called to let her know that. She was not happy.
Immediately, I also thought that she was either with the Inn@cence Project or she was some law student out to make a name for herself.
I decided that since my number was getting changed the next day, I was going to call her. She picked up on the 6th ring. I said, is this %^&**? She said, �Yes, this is.� I informed her of who I was and stated that she was trying to contact my family in regards to the Rodney L*incoln case.
She said nervously, �Um, I don�t think I should be contacting you about this��
I said, �Why not? It was my mother that was killed. It was I who was knifed and left for dead.� She was quiet. I asked her, �Are you with the Inn@cence Project?�
�No.�
�Are you a law student?� She said no to that to. Interestingly, she did not pipe up and volunteer that she was a journalist, like she did with my uncle. Maybe she�s not who she said she is. I think she�s working with Rodney�s family to reopen the case, and she�d probably use anything we said to twist it and make it appear that Rodney�s innocent, which he is not.
�You know what? I don�t know who you are. But you are not to call any of my family members in regards to this case. We have been through enough. He has a parole hearing this year and we are not going to jeopardize that in any way.�
�You don�t want to talk?� She asked.
�No, we don�t want to talk,� I said firmly. �Fine,� she said. She hung up.
Today, I�m looking all over the Internet for information about her. Interestingly, she�s nowhere to be found. I think she might�ve given us a false name. Also interesting is the fact that there is a Law School at Columbia University. I wonder if she�s one of them. I don�t know who she is, but she�s barking up the wrong tree.
It is so disconcerting to feel that someone is checking up on you. It reminds me of the Michael Jackson song, �Somebody�s Watching Me�. I have had that feeling lately. Once again, my intuition was right.
Something is amiss.
11:02 am - February 24, 2005
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