By now, I know that Eliza has received our letter that we wrote in response to hers. I’m sure she was not happy with what was written considering that we soundly refuted every concern she raised. Eliza thought she was going to be able to write the judge without us ever knowing and get a ruling in her favor. It probably was a shock to her system when she received the letter from the clerk informing her that we were sent a copy. So at today’s visit I had no idea what to expect from her. At the last visit she was nervous and insecure.
I suppose I thought she would be somewhat distant and/or hostile. With that in mind I braced myself for whatever was coming. However, she was on her very best behavior, other than throwing one jab my husband’s way when I gave her an update about Evan (She declared that Evan’s mental illness derives from my husband’s family because he has a cousin who is schitzophrenic. I told her that it was unlikely because it was his cousin’s mom who suffered from mental illness. My husband and his cousin are related because their dads are brothers.) She was quite charming. She even asked about Nicholas–something that she has NEVER done before. Eliza also asked if I would write her regarding the conversation that I have scheduled with Evan’s pyschiatrist on Wednesday. And:
- She apologized for taking 45 minutes to come out.
- She shared with me that she is interested in taking cosmetology classes.
- Eliza has put in a transfer request to a prison that is much closer.
- Eliza hugged me at the end of the visit.
- She shared with me that her culinary arts class would get to cook a Thanksgiving dinner which gave her something to look forward to.
- She asked if I would send her more of Evan’s drawings.
- She inquired about how my stepfather was doing.
- Eliza told me the times that her other son has football games so that I could take the boys if I wanted.
- She expressed her thanks and appreciation to me for bringing Ethan down.
It was a tad unsettling. She is the proverbial box of chocolates that Forest Gump spoke of, you just never know what your gonna get. Generally she is pleasant in person because for some reason, I think she is intimidated by me. Once she is no longer in my presence, her true self and feelings emerge. She allows her paranoia and anxiety to take control. She is also aided and abetted by the numerous prison attorneys who work for free and supply her with poor, illogical advice. Let’s not forget about the other pot stirrers who love to cook up batches of trouble and contention.
I wonder if she felt bad for writing what she did? Or is it that she misses the special favors that she used to get from me? Maybe she misses hearing her name called at mail time and receiving the care packages that I used to send. Sometimes she is so hard to read. Forgive me for being suspicious, but I am left to wonder what Eliza has up her sleeve! It could just be her arm, but her sudden change in attitude makes a girl wonder…