You say you didn’t know that you hit the girls. No wait, you feel asleep. No, you swerved to miss a deer. Which one is it? None of these lies are going to hold up. You can’t hit a squirrel and not know it. But somehow you managed to run over two people and not realize it? Come on, boys.
You left my daughter dead in a field while you picked up debris from the wreck. You had to have noticed her. How did she look to you? I have read the autopsy report. You broke almost every bone in her body. Is that why you were fighting in the field? Did one of you have a conscience and want to call 911? Do the right thing? Is that what the fight was about? Or were you still fighting over music? What song were you listening to when you killed my daughter and severely injured her friend?
If you weren’t responsible for Noelle’s death and Maranda’s injuries, why was your wallet in the field? Why did you take your mom back to the scene and pick up the pieces of your truck that were left behind and hide them in her car? Why did you hide your truck behind your house? If you are innocent, why did you barricade yourself in the house when the police came to question you? Was your front bumper what dislodged my daughter’s stomach into her chest cavity? Was it her blood or Maranda’s on your truck?
How fast were you driving when you ran into these two defenseless girls? Two college bound girls that had promising futures. Do you have any remorse for what you have done? Or are you going to stick to your lies that you are innocent? I pray every day that at least one of you have the balls to own up to the truth. Admit what you did and accept the consequences. Based on what I have seen so far, I don’t have a lot of faith that will happen. My daughter didn’t have a choice that night. You do. You have the opportunity now to tell the truth. You have a choice to set my mind at ease and tell me what really happened. Because all I really want to know is…did you check her pulse?