I have belatedly realised that I was wrong in blaming Verity but I was “shooting in the dark”. Everyone was silent, no one would say a word and so I had to try to come to my own conclusions.
I did get close but have only very recently realised that Verity was not really part of it; she was just manipulated.
I have said some pretty unpleasant things about Verity, some are true but my language was too strong.
But, I am the first to admit to my mistakes. I was very wrong by publicly tearing into Verity and classifying her as one of the conspirators; she was just a young, innocent, misguided pawn.
I have published a statement in a post saying that she is innocent, have written a private letter to that effect but apologising for ever doubting her. In the interest of fairness and balance, I have now published that private letter, for the world to see.
My Verity, my munchkin, my Munch means the world to me and maybe one day she may be able to forgive me.
Maybe I am in the right place, in a prison without bars, on this rock that has no real difference from Alcatraz, so that I can be punished, not for what I was falsely accused of but what I have put Verity through.
I am not surprised that she did not know which way to turn. On one side, she had a mother who was manipulating her and on the other, there was me, who seemed determined to blacken her name. But, boy was I wrong about my Verity and for that I am truly sorry. But is her mother sorry? I will let Verity answer that question for herself.