Gang Mom by Fred Rosen

Author:Fred Rosen
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781504022675
Publisher: Open Road Media

DECEMBER 19, 1994

Janyce Iturra looked at the space that used to be her son Aaron’s bedroom. When she and the kids moved back in, she’d cleaned up. Gone were the blood-stains and the bloody mattress. When you looked around, it seemed like he’d be home any minute. But of course, that was just a fantasy. She turned, went out into the garage and got into her car.

As she drove, she thought she should be at work. Janyce still worked the early morning shift at the department store. Her employer had been nice enough to give her the time off for the court proceedings she needed to attend.

By the time she reached downtown, her mind had turned to the place it felt most comfortable with lately: revenge. Revenge was on Janyce’s mind when she entered court for Jim Elstad’s sentencing. Sure, revenge wouldn’t put food in her children’s mouths, nor would it bring Aaron back. But it felt good.

“Mrs. Iturra, this is your opportunity to make a statement, and if you would like to come up and sit in the chair next to Mr. Skelton, please feel free,” began court reporter Hugh Wheeler.

Steve Skelton looked up from his seat at the prosecutor’s table as Janyce walked around it and sat down next to him. Janyce looked down at her notes, shuffled them in her hand, then looked up.

Janyce made her statement coldly and methodically, reviewing the way the murder of her son had been carried out. Years from now, when the parole board reviewed the file to make a decision about whether or not Jim Elstad got out on parole, she wanted to be sure they knew what a cold-hearted son-of-a-bitch he really was.

“I would like you to look at his senior picture,” Janyce said to Jim Elstad. She extended it to Elstad, and Wheeler, the court reporter, came over and took it. Then he handed it to Elstad, who gazed at it.

“I just got it a couple days after he died. That was your friend, and you held his life in your hand just like you’re holding his picture now. You had choices. He was a human being, and in that seven minutes that it took you to go from your house to my home, you committed the most cruelest crime on Aaron, on me and my family, your friend.

“What you robbed my three girls of, and my surviving son of, was an uncle for their children, a best man at their wedding, a companion in old age. You robbed me of grandchildren.”

Then she described how she came to discover his injured body, and holding him in her arms. “There was blood everywhere. Too much. There was brain matter there. I did not know what it was until later. And I still knew my son was going to make it because he was the strongest person I knew.”

She talked about how it took a while to find out that he had been shot in the head and the embarrassment she and her kids went through when, “We were made prisoners in our own home.

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