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That's all we know right now. We are assuming that an autopsy will or already has been performed.
Some years ago when we all lived in Dallas the first time, I would pick Bailey up most days from day care. Â She was three at the time.
One day, a little blond-haired boy ran over to tell her good-bye. Â When we got in the car, Bailey said:
"That's J! Â He kissed me today on the playground!"
"Really! Â What did you think of that?"
"I liked it!" she responded.
The next day, as I was picking her up, J's mother happened to be there at the same time.
"J," she said, "there's your girlfriend."
Laughing, I walked over, introduced myself, and we began to visit as I told her about the "kiss." She responded that every evening they heard about Bailey from J.
In the course of our conversation, I learned that she was an attorney, so that naturally gave her something in common with Holly. She was also about Holly's age.
A few days later, Holly met her, and they just immediately bonded, especially when she told Holly that her husband was an O.U. grad.
Soon, we were all socializing back and forth on holidays and when O.U. played on television. Â Of course, J. and Bailey's little romance continued during this time. Â Sometimes, the four of them would take the kids somewhere special together.
Soon, Â we learned that her parents had migrated from South America to the United States when she was just a small girl.
"We settled in Mississippi," she remarked, "because Dad just liked the sound of it."
They later moved to Dallas. Â She met J's father while the two of them were attending law school at SMU. Â They married and were happy the first five years of their marriage. Â Then J. was born and suddenly her husband changed.
He began staying out at night and was soon cheating on her. Just couldn't handle the commitment of being a father. Â They divorced, so her mother moved in to care for J. while A. worked. Â About a year later, she met her second husband on a blind date.
They were so happy together and soon A. was pregnant. Â Holly became pregnant just a couple of months later with Kenzie. Â Both of them had little girls just four months apart. Â But A. wasn't finished. Within three months, she was pregnant again, having a second little girl.Â
Both her daughters were born prematurely, the second by quite a bit. She was in an incubator for two months, during which time A. barely left her side.
Meanwhile, her mother and husband were holding down things at home with a baby barely a year old and a four-year-old.
She laughingly told us when their second daughter was finally able to come home that her mother looked at her husband and said:
"Read my lips! Â NO MORE CHILDREN!"
The whole time I've known her, she has constantly told me how much I reminded her of her mother. When I finally met her mother at the baby shower for DD#1, I was somewhat shocked.
Her mother was decidedly Spanish in appearance--A. is NOT--and spoke with a heavy accent. Â I liked her very much, but I never did figure out exactly how I reminded her of her mom. Â I think it had more to do with our motherly and grandmotherly attitudes than our looks.
Anyway, this is such a tragedy. He was just 42. She is now a widow with a 13 year-old-son, an 8 year-old-daughter and a 7 year-old-daughter.
My heart just aches for her. This is going to be so hard for the children and her. Â She is such a sweet person and so much fun. She and I became almost as good of friends as Holly and she.
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