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The Chain Reached Jackson

Author: Jsommi
last update publish date: 2026-10-09 12:19:41

The call from Mississippi came on a Wednesday morning in October and it changed the shape of the year.

Marcus Williams called Rosa first.

Rosa called me second.

She said: "There is a case."

I said: "Tell me."

She said: "A woman named Dorothea Simms. I'm fifty-four years old. Jackson, Mississippi. She was in a family court proceeding at age eleven. Placement dispute. Her parents were separating and the proceeding determined who she lived with and where she went to school and what happened to the
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  • Mistaken Alliances    The Principle Beneath Them

    July and the Fifth Circuit ruled.Two to one.In favor of Dorothea Simms.The majority held that adults who had been in family court proceedings as children without independent constitutional representation had standing to seek redress for ongoing harm that was the direct and documentable consequence of the inadequate proceeding.Two to one.Narrower than the Eleventh Circuit family court decision. The dissent was the most significant dissent in the access framework's circuit history. Forty-two pages. The dissenting judge argued the majority was extending the retroactivity doctrine beyond any previous court's interpretation and that the ongoing harm theory was too attenuated to support the constitutional standing required.Rosa called me the morning the ruling came.She said, "Two to one."I said, "Tell me about the dissent.""It is forty-two pages," she said."Yes," I said."The judge is not wrong about the doctrine extension," she said."No," I said."He is right that we went furthe

  • Mistaken Alliances    The Full Picture

    May and Eloise turned eighty-two.The birthday was at the brownstone. The family. The kitchen. The table.She arrived at six in the evening with Catherine, who had come from Paris the week before and who was staying in the guest room and who had been in the kitchen that morning teaching Oliver something about a French dish that he had then spent four hours perfecting.The dinner was the best dinner the brownstone kitchen had produced in years.After the meal, when the table was cleared and the family was in its various configurations around the house, I found Eloise in the sitting room.She was looking at the boards.All three of them.I came to stand beside her.She said, "The third board.""Yes," I said."It is growing," she said."Yes," I said."What is the most recent thing on it?" she said.I looked."The scheduling notice from the Fifth Circuit," I said. "Simms v Mississippi Department of Family Services. March seventh.""Rosa's case," she said."Yes," I said."What comes next

  • Mistaken Alliances    The Case Is Real

    March seventh.I sat in a coffee shop in Jackson, Mississippi.The same posture as the Atlanta Eleventh Circuit argument. The phone face up on the table. The coffee going cold.Rosa's texts came at different intervals this time.Not the Atlanta rhythm. Slower. The Fifth Circuit asked fewer questions in the early stages and held its questions for specific moments.First text at nine-fourteen: Argument opened cleanly.Second text at nine-twenty-three: Margaret on the ongoing harm theory. Clean.Third at nine-thirty-one: Second judge asking about standing doctrine. Margaret holding.Fourth at nine-forty-two: My turn.That was all. Just: my turn.I sat with those two words.Rosa Carter. Twenty-one years old. In the Fifth Circuit. Her turn.The texts stopped for twenty-two minutes.I watched the clock.Twenty-two minutes.Then: Done.Then: Come.I went.She was on the courthouse steps with Margaret.She looked at me and said, "The second judge asked about the continuous person theory.""Th

  • Mistaken Alliances    The Chain Reached Jackson

    The call from Mississippi came on a Wednesday morning in October and it changed the shape of the year.Marcus Williams called Rosa first.Rosa called me second.She said: "There is a case."I said: "Tell me."She said: "A woman named Dorothea Simms. I'm fifty-four years old. Jackson, Mississippi. She was in a family court proceeding at age eleven. Placement dispute. Her parents were separating and the proceeding determined who she lived with and where she went to school and what happened to the first four years of her adolescence."I sat with this."How long ago?" I said."Forty-three years," she said."The ongoing harm," I said."The placement that was decided in that proceeding put her with her father in a rural county with no access to the educational resources she had in the city," she said. "She has documentation of what she lost. The school transfer records. The test score drop. The college application that was not submitted because the rural school did not have a guidance couns

  • Mistaken Alliances    Still Building

    Summer and Kade's annual imaging came back with a word the specialist had not used before.Resolved.She said it carefully. She said it was not complete resolution and she wanted to be precise about what she meant. The lesion had reduced to a size that was no longer clinically significant. The characteristics on imaging were consistent with a treated meningioma that was no longer active.She said monitoring would continue annually. She said this was the best possible trajectory from the original diagnosis.She said resolved.Kade was quiet in the consultation room for a long moment.Then he said, "Resolved."She said, "The monitoring continues. But yes. This is the outcome we hoped for."Walking out he said nothing for a full two blocks.Then he said, "The list.""Yes," I said."I wanted to see all of it," he said."Yes," I said."And I will," he said."Yes," I said.He stopped.He looked at the Washington street.Then he looked at me."Thank you," he said."For what?" I said."For st

  • Mistaken Alliances    Different Light

    January and the new year opened with something from a direction nobody had been watching.A message arrived at the Columbia research team from a law student in Seoul.Her name was Ji-Young Park. She was a third-year student at Seoul National University Law School. She had been reading the access framework papers since her first year. She wrote in precise English that she had been developing an argument about whether the adequacy standard could be applied through South Korea's constitutional framework, specifically through the right to trial and the principle of substantive due process in the Korean Constitution.She had a thirty-page preliminary analysis.She asked whether anyone on the research team would read it.Priya forwarded it to me with a note that said: The pattern continues.I read it.Ji-Young Park had done something I had not seen before.She had mapped the access framework's constitutional logic onto a non-common-law constitutional system. The Korean Constitution operate

  • Mistaken Alliances    A Pawn in Their Game

    "Who's dating Killian?"I knew who spoke before I saw his face. That voice was unmistakable. I pulled away from Killian and turned to come face to face with Kade. His gray eyes landed on me and he made a face, like he had seen me somewhere before but couldn't quite place his finger on it.I stayed

  • Mistaken Alliances    The Girlfriend Lie

    It took an entire bottle of bourbon to make me forget what I had done days ago and an entire barrage of messages from Killian to bring me back to reality. I grimaced at my phone screen when another text from him popped up. This was his fifteenth one in three days and even after I blocked him, Killi

  • Mistaken Alliances    The Wrong Carter

    The room was quiet except for the sound of our uneven breathing. My mind and body drained from the wave of pleasure and ecstasy I had just come down from. I knew that Kade Carter was an amazing man but I had no idea that he was an amazing lover as well."God, you're amazing." The man of my dreams m

  • Mistaken Alliances    We Deal With It Together

    It was Kade's mother who figured it out first. We were having lunch at the townhouse, just Eloise and me, a habit that had developed quietly over the past weeks. She fed me and I told her things I didn't tell the twins, not always about them, sometimes just about work or the city or things I wa

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