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All rights reserved. Mish and Leo. No one who lived in Woods Forest Park, which was what the mobile home park was called, was at the living-room level. Leo often wondered what kind of moron came up with a name like Woods Forest anyway. The place had a dirty swimming pool, a coin-operated laundry where half the machines never worked, a basketball court where the local drug dealers did business, and a view of the polluted Columbia River. One punch. Guy went down, hit the sidewalk at an unfortunate angle, and died immediately.
It was an accident. Her mom had stopped visiting him a long time ago. That was another thing they had in common-that their dads were felons. She was named Eleanor, for Eleanor of Aquitaine and Eleanor Roosevelt, and her mother had wanted people to call her Ella or Eleanor, but her dad called her Leo and it stuck. Because Mish was cool. Mish looked the same at sixteen as she did at eight, like a tiny, elfin waif, slightly feral and underweight; she never wore bras underneath her thin tank tops, and her nails were always colored in glitter, like shiny claws.
Leo felt like she took up way too much space, whereas Mish was a pixie; she looked like she existed on air and fumes. School had started a few weeks ago, and they were still enrolled, unlike a few of the other kids who lived nearby. They were only sophomores by then, but already so bored. It was the reason they fought so much lately, with her mom asking her what she would do with her life, what did she think would happen.
The lady had given her a card with a number. But this woman was middle-aged, frumpy like a schoolteacher, and firm. She seemed legit. Mish was getting an Icee from the lemonade and hot dog stand, the one where the girls and it was always girls wore tight red-white-and-blue striped uniforms with matching hats.
The lady said she was beautiful, but too big, confirming everything Leo worried about privately. Lose the weight and call me. Leo told her mom to stop making so many mashed potatoes that same night. School was a dead end.
But maybe her looks would get her somewhere. If she could lose the weight. But apparently not thin enough. It was depressing. Mish was painting her nails black, to match her lipstick. Mish was going through her goth phase. She looked like a dark fairy, with her bright hair against all the black she wore.
Her current uniform consisted of a raggedy concert T-shirt and silk harem pants from Goodwill.
Meanwhile, Leo was just starting to get tired of looking like a reject, of wearing her outsider-y status on her sleeve. Her mother had even started buying her chinos from the Gap. Wanted her to look like the rich, preppy girls at school. Leo was starting to cave. She brushed on the hot-pink polish. Her mom was supposed to get out of work early so they could celebrate. Which meant a cheap Carvel cake and a twenty-five-dollar gift certificate to the Limited. But her mom would probably end up flaking like she always did.
Leo was turning sixteen and wanted more than that. Just this once. Something to remember, to really mark the occasion, to make the day different from all the other days.
Other girls had Sweet Sixteen parties at the country club. Or at home, if they lived in one of those grand, historic Arlington Heights or Goose Hollow mansions with views of Mount Hood. Parties complete with waiters and DJs and all the popular kids driving their Beemers to the party.
Those kids had everything they ever wanted handed to them and they still sucked. They were mean and insecure and stupid. Leo had Mish. And Mish was going to rise to the challenge. The plan was to hit the mall, then. It was from the group in front of them, a couple of girls and a gay guy. The gay guy had really good eyeliner. Leo had never seen a guy wearing makeup before, except people on MTV, like Robert Smith or Boy George, and at first she was a little scared of him. But he seemed harmless enough, and when he offered the vodka bottle, Mish took a slug.
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A birthday surprise. Like, what is wrong with you, then? Might as well never been fucked. Mish knew things about boys. Knew how to sneak out of her bedroom window, knew how to give head.
Leo had felt a little sick, watching. But that was Mish.
Mish lived up to her reputation. But then it happened to her too. One afternoon, when her mom was still at work, she lost her virginity, just like that. Mish had screamed and hugged her. It was like they had accomplished something together. Maybe they had. What else did they have? This was what they did. They had sex with boys. Like Madonna, whom they adored.
She was the best of the bad girls. Like a bad girl saint. Mish had a boyfriend-she always did. She was dating Brooks Overton. Brooks was not goth.
He was older, a popular senior, one of the rich kids, one of those boys with the shiny hair and perfect teeth who got up early for practice. Before Brooks and Mish started dating, he had been their joint crush. It was common among the girls in their school. Everyone was in love with Brooks, even the moms. The moms were the worst, actually, making their worship too well known. Richmond would coo from her Mercedes. They were lawyers, and this was Portland, not Boston.
Brooks could date whomever he wanted, and he wanted Mish. The girl knew how to give head. They just ignored her. If Brooks wanted to date her, he dated her alone. Brooks never hung out with his friends and Mish. In a gripping trial in January that attracted national media attention, including from Court TV, evidence was presented that Marvin was arrested twice before and accused of drinking while driving, but the charges had been reduced to reckless driving.
When Superior Court Judge Jerry Tillett sentenced Marvin to 15 years for each fatality, to be served consecutively, people were stunned when they did the math: 60 years.
Tillett said he wanted to recognize the individual value of each of the lost lives. Sanders said DWI murder cases were unusual in that part of the state but that the sentence was more unusual. Robert Trivette, today a private attorney in Southern Shores, was one of two assistant district attorneys who prosecuted the case.
He said he believes the attention the case received probably saved lives by serving as a deterrent. The case also factored in subsequent legislative improvements in prosecuting fatal DWIs. But Trivette said the case was tragic all around, including for Marvin. The case inflamed the community, evoking sympathy for the victims but also for Marvin.
For many people who lived and worked in a resort area, serving and drinking alcohol was part of everyday life. Whispers about "there but for the grace of God go I" were heard alongside the grief expressed about the horrific loss of life. Lawler said it's difficult to say if justice has been served by the sentence. She knows, though, that its severity made an impact. Marvin convicted of second-degree murder in drunk-driving accident, sentenced to at least 60 years in prison By Brian Robinson - CourtTV.
Court TV - A waitress with a history of drunk driving was convicted of second-degree murder in the deaths of four teen-agers in a car collision. Melissa Marvin, 30, then learned Saturday that she may spend the rest of her life in jail as a North Carolina judge sentenced her to at least 60 years in prison. Jurors deliberated slightly over three hours Friday before returning their verdict.
In addition to the second-degree murder conviction, Marvin was found guilty of assault with a deadly weapon. Superior Court Judge Jerry Tillett sentenced Marvin to to months for each of the four counts of second-degree murder. Marvin received an additional 24 to 29 months months for assault with a deadly weapon. The judge also said that under the state's current sentencing rules, Marvin will not receive parole.
During her sentencing, a tearful Marvin, who did not testify during her trial, pleaded with the judge for mercy and apologized to the victims' families.
There's not a malicious bone in my body. On April 6, a heavily intoxicated Marvin barreled through a red light in the ocean resort town of Kill Devil Hills and crashed into a car carrying five year-olds. A blood sample hours after the accident revealed that Marvin had a.
Prosecutors Amber Davis and Robert Trivette portrayed Marvin in their closing arguments as a repeat drunk driver whose selfish attitude and reckless behavior claimed the lives of four young women on the cusp of adulthood. Marvin's attorney, Michael Sanders, responded by alleging that the state's case was riddled with contradictions and inconsistencies that, he suggested, called the whole case into question.
He pointed to conflicting statements by eye witnesses about the speed and operation of Marvin's vehicle just before the crash, cautioning jurors that while eye witness testimony "can be powerful, it can also be inconsistent. It's terrible. It's the saddest thing, as I have said, that we'll ever see.
But she is not a murderer," Sanders said. Tearful defendant apologizes for deaths of 4 teens in N. After a morning filled with impassioned pleas and gripping sorrow, Superior Court Judge Jerry Tillett on Saturday sentenced Melissa Lynn Marvin to a minimum of 60 years in prison. Marvin was convicted late Friday on four counts of second-degree murder and one count of assault with a deadly weapon inflicting serious injury in a crash last April that killed four teen-agers.
Tillett said that under the state's structured sentencing law, Marvin will not be eligible for parole for 60 years. Marvin's lawyer will appeal. The year-old Kitty Hawk waitress ran a red light at the intersection of U. Shana Lawler of Colington Harbour died six days later.
All were In the course of the six-day trial, witnesses told the court that Marvin drank two margaritas and three shots of proof schnapps between noon and 2 p. She did not testify in her own defense. She spent much of the week hiding behind her long black hair or crying and rocking with her back to the jury, but the courtroom was mesmerized Saturday when Marvin, striking in a powder blue pantsuit, stood to make the trial's last statement.
It was not intentional,' she said, her voice rising and tears streaming down her face. I just hope that one day you will be OK, and I pray for you. Already wrung out with emotion, observers in the room sat stunned until the judge called a recess. Families of the victims and the defendant, for the first time, shared condolences and cried together. Earlier, all the mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers of the dead teen-agers spoke about how much the girls were missed and urged the judge to give Marvin the maximum sentence.
I miss her so much. Now our home is so empty. Wracked with sobs, McGrady was helped off the witness stand by her husband. Faces of people on both sides of the courtroom were wet with tears. Paul Lawler, Shana's father, said Dare County courts have been too lenient with alcohol-related driving offenses: "Littering seems to be a more serious penalty. A liberal attitude toward drunken driving does and will affect each one of us. Many family members of the victims wore red buttons distributed by Mothers Against Drunk Driving that say "A drunk driver killed somebody I love.
Joan Forrest, Marvin's mother, said her daughter has expressed regret and sadness for her actions that led to the deaths. A friend who worked at Restaurant in Manteo with Marvin said she was one of the best servers at the establishment and seemed to be well-liked by many people. I know she didn't mean for any of this to happen at all. Tillett said he had to consider each charge separately and on its own merit - the reason he decided that the sentences must be served consecutively.
The judge was one of the few participants in the trial who did not exhibit his feelings - the voices of both defense attorney Michael Sanders and Assistant District Attorney Robert Trivette broke while talking about the case in the courtroom.
But Tillett appeared drawn and drained at the end. I mean in terms of the emotional stress. I've never prosecuted somebody for four counts of second-degree murder. By grafting murder law onto DWI cases, North Carolina may be running roughshod over traditional notions of justice. On April 6,at this site on Highway in Kill Devil Hills, four year-old girls last saw each other. Only Michael Horner, 17, sitting in the front passenger seat of the Lawler family's Chevrolet Cavalier, survived, with serious injuries.
Last month, Michael returned to the scene of his beach-vacation-turned-nightmare. He came to testify in court that his friend, Megan, had waited for a green traffic signal before she drove into the intersection, intending to turn left onto the bypass.
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He came to tell once again of the Mitsubishi Montero that barreled through the opposing red light, broadsiding the old Cavalier. He also came to help a Dare County jury decide that year-old Melissa Lynn Marvin, who, witnesses testified, drank two ounce margaritas and three shots of proof schnapps in a two-hour period before running that red light, committed murder.
Thousands of Marylanders visit North Carolina's lush barrier islands each year, many staying in their own dream-of-a-lifetime beach cottages. They all know this intersection, at Colington Road, just south of the Wright Brothers Memorial, before the fast-food stretch of known as "French Fry Alley.
Before they get behind the wheel again, after having had a few beers at an Outer Banks bar or restaurant, I suggest these Marylanders learn the law. The state that was first in flight nearly a century ago is hardly first in compassion. The Melissa Marvin trial opened Monday, Jan.
Tillett passed sentence. Nine men and three women deliberated only four hours Friday before finding Marvin guilty of four counts of second-degree murder and one count of "assault with a deadly weapon inflicting serious injury.
Said one Kitty Hawk lawyer: "There was such a lynch-mob mentality in that courtroom. You cannot imagine. Applying North Carolina's structured sentencing law, the judge imposed a prison term of to months for each murder count and 24 to 29 months for the assault. He chose not only to "aggravate" Marvin's sentence, punishing her again for the facts that proved her crimes, but also to run the terms consecutively.
Marvin, a waitress, student and competitive surfer who has lived on the Outer Banks for 10 years, must serve 60 years - the combined minimum -without parole. Most locals reacted to the verdict with shock.
A remorseful Marvin received a life sentence for a crime she did not "intend" - in any sense of the word - to commit. But, in seeking murder convictions, lead prosecutor Robert P.
Trivette clearly intended to send a "message": Drink, drive and kill in the Tar Heel State, and you will be sorry beyond measure. As sorry as I am for the heartbreaking loss that four families have suffered, I hear a different message.
It's a message about justice. Or the lack thereof. North Carolina's chief district attorneys and judges, all of whom are elected - even the seven justices on the state Supreme Court - have allowed public outrage over drunken driving, and their desire for political popularity, to undermine the rule of law.
In grafting murder law onto DWI deaths, through slam-dunk opinions for the prosecution, the courts have made of the people they serve merciless law-and-order taskmasters.
We have an eye fixed on punishment but not on prevention or rehabilitation.
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Drunken drivers - some of whom are alcoholics, as acquaintances say Marvin is - are people we revile, not friends and neighbors we know or sick people we want to help. North Carolina prosecutors are routinely charging drunken drivers who kill with second-degree murder, on an "implied malice" theory. Intent to kill need not be proved, and drivers need not be aware of their dangerousness.
Grossly reckless conduct is sufficient for a conviction. Statewide, inventive district attorneys have obtained three verdicts of first-degree DWI murder, under the felony-murder rule: The "murder" is said to have occurred during the perpetration of an assault with a deadly weapon - the vehicle being a deadly weapon. Marking a national "first," the prosecutor in State vs.
Jones, Vincent Rabil, sought - but the jury did not recommend - the death penalty. North Carolina leads the country in DWI murder prosecutions. Not Maryland, which appears forgiving by comparison. Maryland appellate courts have ruled that not only do drunken drivers lack the "viciousness" and "willfullness" for implied malice, but state vehicular-death statutes pre-empt common-law homicide.
Witnesses who saw Melissa Marvin before the fatal collision described her driving as erratic, with frequent lane-changing and excessive speed. One woman testified that Marvin drove with her left foot up on her sport utility vehicle's dashboard. Marvin's blood alcohol level four hours after the crash tested at 0. As damning as this evidence was, however, Marvin's two previous convictions for reckless driving in an plea-bargained reductions of DWI charges, sealed her fate.
In step with a questionable practice established in other DWI-murder cases, Tillett allowed these "bad acts" as proof of malice. Marvin's past - and the system's failure to prevent or treat her destructiveness - came back to haunt her.
They saw drunken drivers as social drinkers and thought, "There, but for the grace of God, go I. To coax juries into getting tougher, the North Carolina General Assembly enacted in "felony death by vehicle," defined as an unintentional death caused by a legally impaired driver. Because felony death was punishable by about a year's imprisonment, lenient juries embraced it in lieu of involuntary manslaughter, which carried a three-year sentence.
Manslaughter - an unlawful killing without malice caused by "culpable negligence" - had always befuddled juries: They had to judge a driver's recklessness - Was it "gross"?
Lax attitudes toward drunken drivers began to recede with the rise of Mothers Against Drunk Driving, founded in California in North Carolina initiated its own crackdown in the Safe Roads Act, which introduced a tough, five-level scheme of punishment for DWI offenders that still exists. Then, inthe North Carolina Supreme Court summarily ruled that the recklessness of a very drunk Lance Albert Snyder, whose speeding Oldsmobile Cutlass ricocheted like a pinball on a Winston-Salem highway before he ran a red light and killed three people, could be considered malice.
He could be guilty of second-degree murder. This proved the judicial turning point. Soon, the courts would decide that driving while impaired is, ipso facto, culpable negligence. If an impaired driver kills, he's guilty of manslaughter. No more questions asked. Then, they would rule that felony death has the same elements as manslaughter and, therefore, cannot be considered a "lesser-included offense. With felony death and manslaughter being "equal," said Trivette, "I can never imagine a situation, given DWI and a death, that I'm going to charge less than involuntary manslaughter.
From a prosecutor's point of view, it doesn't make sense to charge the less serious charge. Essentially, the courts raised the stakes. They "did away" with felony death by making involuntary manslaughter easier to prove, and they have done the same to involuntary manslaughter with easier proof of murder. Malice can be "implied" in North Carolina when "an act which is inherently dangerous to human life is done so recklessly and wantonly as to manifest a mind utterly without regard for human life and social duty and deliberately bent on mischief.
While this legal gobbledygook would appear to restate the gross negligence required for involuntary manslaughter, the courts have said that a person must intend to commit an "inherently dangerous" act. They have also ruled that anyone who drinks to the point of intoxication and drives has such intent.
Never mind that thousands of North Carolinians drive each week while being "impaired," reach their destinations without harming anyone and regard themselves as in control, not dangerous.
So how does one drive "recklessly" and "wantonly" and "without regard for human life"? They're impossible for people to understand," said Trivette, who stressed Marvin's "selfish attitude" and "egregious behavior. The courts have cooperated here, too, finding that a DWI-murder defendant who drives knowing that his license is permanently revoked, or who uses false license tags and lies to inspection personnel to get a sticker, has no "regard for social duty" and is "deliberately bent on mischief.
Running a red light? The same. Most important, the courts have ruled that anyone who drives drunk after previous DWI convictions manifests malice. Allowing such "priors" into evidence, despite a well-known rule designed to exclude bad acts that would unduly prejudice the jury against the defendant, is a backboard-shattering slam dunk for the prosecution.
It's just affirming them routinely. North Carolina is heading toward murder prosecutions of drunken drivers who, unlike Marvin, have no previous DWI convictions and exhibit no signs of recklessness. Soon, DWI by itself will equal second-degree murder.
People need to know that this can happen to ordinary, regular people who have a couple of beers. In October, an alleged drunken driver killed a year-old Virginia woman at the same intersection where the four white crosses serve as a poignant reminder of loss and injustice. A Kill Devil Hills woman has been charged with second-degree murder. Potential jurors might be reporting to Manteo for her trial this summer. Amid swigs of their Budweisers, Marylanders visiting our island paradise should pay attention, because "there, but for the grace of God.
A decision without a published opinion is authority only in the case in which such decision is rendered and should not be cited in any other case in any court for any other purpose, nor should any court consider any such decision for any purpose except in the case in which such decision is rendered.
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See Rule of Appellate Procedure 30 e 3. Appeal by defendant from judgment entered 15 January by Judge Jerry R. Tillett in Dare County Superior Court.