An unpleasant phone call

When Gina sent her son Tim off to school last fall I’m sure that the furthest thing in her mind was that she would be needing a california criminal lawyer before the school year was up. Tim has always been a clean-cut, soft-spoken young man who has never been in trouble in his life. Until last week. Gina got the dreaded call “Mom, I’m in jail. I’m in trouble.”

Gina hasn’t filled me in on all of the details, but from what I understand Tim was the unwitting driver of a getaway car when some of his school chums decided to rob a convenience store. Exactly HOW someone can be the unwitting driver of a getaway car is beyond my understanding, but that is their story and they are sticking to it. So now Gina has to come up with the money to hire a los angeles criminal defense lawyer to keep Tim from going to prison.

I told Gina that I’d help her try to find cheap airfare for her to be able to fly out there if she decides that is what she wants to do, but I don’t know if she is going to be able to afford the airfare and a lawyer.

Somehow I suspect that when that is all over with that maybe Tim won’t be going to school out there anymore. It’s a real mess.