"A Step out of the Night"
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From PMF.net,
an excerpt from [SIZE="-7"]Raffaele Sollecito[/SIZE]'s up-coming new book:
Eight years of legal battle, five trials until final acquittal on March 27: all this is told in the book "A step out of the night" written by Raffaele Sollecito and published by Longanesi. It is the story of the trial for the murder of Meredith Kercher seen through the eyes of the accused. "A necessary book. Everyone after reading it will say "this could have happened to me '", says Giuseppe Strazzeri, publishing director of Longanesi. Let us quote one of the main passages in the preview.
"After closing arguments the judges finally met in private in the Council Chamber.
It was at that moment that my father announced: “Back to Bisceglie”. The tone was of the kind that does not allow contradiction. It was wiser to wait for the judgment within the walls of our house where we would be protected from all the curious [glances].
And then here he [i.e. Sollecito Sr.] was, running towards the house worried that the reading of the ruling had already occurred while we were still on the road. At home, there was my family gathered together, but also my friends. All eyes turned to me showing lots of affection. Everyone was trying to give me courage by staying positive.
But the truth was that we were shattered and terrified. The youngest in my family – my cousin Raffaele and Simona, the 21-year-old daughter of my father's wife – they couldn't hide the tension, and even Greta, who kept crying. As I found out later, my sister had told her that she thought this story would end in the worst possible way, and she [Greta] had to start accepting the idea. After all, I could understand her pessimism: Vanessa's life was destroyed by this story. She had to leave the police, and had lost all confidence in the system that she had been part of. She stayed behind [at the courthouse] in Rome, together with Prof. Milani usually present in the moments that count/matter, waiting for the session in the Council Chamber to end. She would give us the news, whatever it was.
When the lawyer Bongiorno – who, as they later told me, was so nervous that she kept on running back and forth with a cigarette in hand – called me to tell that they were coming closer to the moment of hearing the ruling, all fake pretense that my relatives had worn for me to calm my nerves evaporated instantly. And the curtain rose on our anguish: some were sitting absorbed on the couch, others in a corner crying - and I felt I was dying inside.
It was very late now, and the minutes seemed to pass very slowly.
Then, all of a sudden, my dad's cell phone began to ring: it was Vanessa. The silence in the room became even more pronounced (total).
Here's the truth. There was no room for illusions.
But my sister screamed: "Innocent!" All the people that had gathered around me began to shout with joy, clapping. Incredulous, I let out a small laugh from the pit of my stomach, then even I screamed, loud, louder and louder, while Dad, Mara and Greta were crying with joy and my friend Francesco [Mastro] grabbed me and gave me a ‘bear hug” enough to make me choke.
None of us could contain our happiness. I don't know how long I wandered from one part of the house to the other, laughing and hugging everyone I met on my way. Meanwhile, the phone would not stop ringing, as well as the intercom. There were lots of people who wanted to pass on their congratulations, expressing their affection. Even the policemen who had stalked me before became alive, saying that they had always been on my side. They understood that I was a good kid, and now they were happy with the way things were going to end.
Public displays of affection continued in the following days. In addition to finding my mail box every day overflowing with letters, all the time, in the streets, I came across people who stopped me, if only to shake my hand. There were those who even wept with emotion.
I also received a call from Amanda. I knew she had lived with the anguish awaiting judgment, but she, too, was now happy, as much as myself. Somehow, now, our story was really over. Only we could know, how heavy the burden was, which had weighted on us all those years. But we also realized, as we did after the first acquittal, that apart from that experience, there was nothing more that united us.
And we parted. With the same "Good luck" that we had hoped for on the day of our release.
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Yea!
By the way,
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