The truth about what happened

Okay, so here is the story. Larry and I took in two foster children in July 2009. Three months later, we found out they would not be going back home. Then we started hearing stories about every person the youngest had ever lived with. She told of abuse of every kind you could possibly think of, it had happened to her by someone. These were all reported by us and her to CPS and no charges were filed against anyone. There were stories of neglect, food deprivation, sex abuse, beatings etc. etc. 
That is when the real nightmare began. The oldest foster child bonded well with us and we would have loved to adopt her and make her a part of our eternal family. The youngest one, she didn't want to be with us, never did, never would as she put it. This girl caused so much chaos and stress in our daily lives, that our son begged us countless times to 'give her back'! What I wouldn't give to go back and listen to him. Draydon and I suffered the worst of her despise. She told me on more than one occasion that she just didn't like me, She also stole from Draydon and tried to get him into trouble over and over again. To keep this page short I will just say, it was exhausting for more than a year. I go into much more detail in the book I am writing about our story. This child also made things very difficult for even her caseworker. Many of my family and friends that met our youngest foster daughter, warned me and Larry that her behavior and attitude was very dangerous. 
CPS wanted us to adopt these girls. We really wanted to adopt the oldest, but we also did not want to be yet another family to let down and give away the youngest. We didn't feel like CPS would allow us to adopt one without the other. We all had bonded very closely with the oldest and could not see letting her go. Larry and I discussed this with our two children and we decided as a family there was no way we would adopt. We just didn't know how to tell the girls yet. The girls' counselor dealt with issues with our youngest on a weekly basis and told me one time that she never really felt able to deal with any past issues with her because there were so many current ones. In August or September (not real sure) of 2010 the counselor left her job to give birth. CPS decided not to get a new counselor for the girls and felt they would be just fine, we were horrified and did not know how we would deal with all the issues.
In October 2010, the girls' biological mother lost her legal rights to the girls. The youngest girl became more than unbearable at that time. She started treating me like her competition, not only with my husband but as a mother and the woman of the house. She would overstep her bounds on cooking, chores, and even trying to tell the older kids what to do. Whenever I would try to show her who the boss was, I was looked at with death stares and treated with icy coldness. Soon, she started trying to always be the first to get or do whatever Larry wanted. Many times he would ask me specifically for something and she would run to do it before me and then glare at me as she gave to him. Whenever Larry would hug or kiss me (which he has always done often), I would get the 'evil eye' like no other. Larry and I discussed this many times and neither of us knew what to do. Larry came to the conclusion that he would show an increase in love for me to show her where she stood (as a child). We had been taught in many training that these things can happen with foster children, it was just more horrifying in reality than it is to learn or even read about it.  
At the beginning of December 2010 we found out that she had been dating a boy for just over the last three months. We started hearing rumors, since I know many children (working in the school district) we started hearing that she had been sneaking off with this boy. Was caught behind bushes making out with him and many other things. We made her break it off with him because we felt she was too young for a boyfriend. You would not believe the hate in a person's face when we told her that she could no longer date him. 
She started trying to pull Larry's attention from everyone, she needed to 'talk' constantly to him. He would be mid conversation with one of the other kids and she would interrupt to say she really needed to talk. She would use threats of feeling suicidal if he didn't drop everything and go see what she needed.  At no time ever were there talks behind closed doors. We have a large living room and Larry would sit on the couch while she would whisper to him. Usually he would be looking at me rolling his eyes. When I would ask him what it was she always wanted to talk about, he would say she was always talking bad about her sister (our other foster daughter). The story of the girls' relationship takes up a whole chapter in my book. Larry also told me she always wanted to talk about her mom. A few times she would talk to me about these things, but it would get frustrating for both of us because she always wanted to talk about the same things over and over (Larry said she did the same with him, but he has more patience for things like that than I do). When she would try to talk to me, I would give her advice and it always ended with a 'yea, but' to let me know she couldn't possibly use the advice I gave. All her talk was always about how she did nothing wrong and everyone else did wrong to her. I would try to show her that we can only change ourselves and then maybe that would help others to change also, but ultimately the only person we can force to change is ourselves. That would infuriate her, she could never see any reason why she should have to change. I would try to show her another side to every story she told, but she could and would only see her side and no one else's.
December 11, 2010 - Our son had surgery a few days previous to this day and was in severe pain. Larry had to work in the morning and I had made a bed for our son in our room so I could monitor his pain through the night (he would start moaning in his sleep when the pain meds wore off). Larry went to work while the kids and I were still sleeping. I had spoken to Larry a few times throughout the day, and he seemed like he was distracted by something. Our foster daughter spent the day in her room, when any of us checked on her, she was giggling as she texted on the her cell phone. The two older girls kept asking her if she had a new boyfriend, she would say no, then giggle.  Around 2pm Larry called me and told me he had something to tell me when he got home in an hour and a half. He sounded upset and I asked if everything was ok, he said he would tell me it all later. About the same time, the two older girls (our oldest foster daughter and our own daughter) came and told me that the youngest foster daughter had been texting Larry! The girls  had taken her phone and gave it to me, The very first text of the day was to Larry almost right after he went to work said "I love you SOOO much!" Other messages throughout the day were also disturbing. I called Larry and asked what she was up to this time, he said 'Wendi, something happened!' 
Larry got home and came into my room, he told me that she came into the living room last night and laid on me, I touched her before I realized what was happening and I sent her back to bed immediately. I freaked!!! I told him we had to call the police and CPS. He said he knew that and he didn't think he could live with what had happened. He felt awful and had worried all day about how to tell me after all she had already put us through. He told me, rather than put our family through any more pain, he was going to kill himself so we wouldn 't be drug through more misery. I don't know how that was logical to him at the time, he just knew that whatever the result would be, it wouldn't be good. I called 9-1-1 and police arrived and took Larry away. He told the exact same story to them as he did to me. He called me from jail and through recorded phone conversations I got the rest of the story. He told me that she had tried to come lay on top of him five different times, each time he asked what she wanted, she would say "I need to talk". He would send her back to bed and tell her they would talk in the morning. Around 3am when he was dead asleep she came back out to him, she laid on top of him and his body responded as it would to me when he is sleeping. His hands roamed in areas they should not have, when he awoke and realized it was no me he was touching he was horrified and sent her back to bed. FYI...I think it is important at this time to say, he  has passed a polygraph (lie detector) test about this. 
Long story short, whether you are sleeping or not, aware or not, meant to or not, it is still a crime to touch someone under age in that way. Oregon is very harsh on this with it's measure 11. Measure 11 is a 'one strike and your out' law. So it does not matter that Larry has never been arrested for anything before. It does not matter that there are several letters from other foster children and girls who have stayed in our home that Larry has never been inappropriate in any way to any of them. None of that matters, the only thing that matters is the law was broken! In Oregon, a judge does not get to hear your story if you plead 'guilty' and he has to give you a mandatory minimum sentence. There is no getting out early on good time, just do your time and all of it. Larry was sentenced to 75 months. I have had many people ask "why did he plead guilty" well the answer is fairly simple, he did touch her. He would have to try to prove that his hands did not touch her for them to find him not guilty, and if he took it to trial, the judge once finding out he admitted what happened, would likely give him the maximum sentence, which would have been a lot longer. So, his only choice was to plead guilty because he was not going to lie about what happened. 
The judge was somewhat compassionate toward him, but the prosecution was ruthless even though they got what they wanted, he already pled guilty. It took six months from the time of his arrest, to sentencing. In that time, the story had evolved, and became so filled with lies that most the people in the courtroom could see through the lies because most of us knew facts to the contrary. They now tried to turn the truth into saying that he had taken her out of school five times to abuse her. The problem with that story is, I have her attendance record. She had only missed one day and that was on a day her and Draydon were both home sick with Larry. Draydon will tell anyone that listens that they were never alone together on that day. So.....'wrong lie to tell' is what I would like to tell the prosecution. Problem is, I, nor my children get the chance in the courtroom to dispute any of the lies that were told. 
Larry was released on March 3, 2011 for just over 24 hours to travel to Bend, OR. to take a polygraph test. In that time, he was able to be with us. It was priceless, we will never forget those precious moments together. As I said before, he passed his polygraph, as he and we knew he would. They took almost three hours to complete it, and there were so many questions asked every which way. He passed them all!! The results: he has never done anything like this before and he never intended for this to happen, it was not planned or thought about before it happened. 
There have been literally hundreds of supporters of Larry and our family. I want to thank all of you for you love and support. This is our story, our journey, please continue to pray for us!