Rebecca Smithe was in the United States
illegally.
I came from England to be a governess,
although they now say “au pair,” I prefer governess. Each family
found me to be too strict. One father said I was too “old school.”
My visa was for one year. I could not re-new it since I found
herself working on and off but never being able to stay since I
always made the children cry.
Well if they would just listen to me,
she thought, and do as they are told we would not have a problem. I
got a car when I had the first job. You have to have a car in
Phoenix. It is too bloody hot to take a bus in the summer.
One day I got a notice to serve on a
jury in the Maricopa County court system. It seems they send out jury
duty notices to anyone who owns a car. I cannot do this, can I?
God, I want to. I always loved judging other people. The world is
so messed up these days. I know best, my mother always told me so.
I would make a perfect juror. To sit in judgment of someone else was
my life's dream. I could have become a Solicitor, or even a Judge,
if my marks had been better. Those awful teachers always hated me
and never gave me the marks I deserved!
I am going to do it! No one would
suspect me...
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