It was a brutal, exhausting rest of the year. investigations started in August, the LAPD was checking Neverland weekly, and for this reason we had to put our adoption appointments on hold.

The kids were getting older and began to ask why the police were coming around all the time. Chrissi, Grace and Mae were the eldest and were constantly being questioned from the police if there was any unusual or unwanted behavior.
" But mom, I just don't understand—this is so dumb. Why do we have to do this?" Grace was almost 8 years old during the middle of all this turmoil.
" They're just going to ask you questions. Just listen carefully, be honest, and it'll be over soon, okay?"

And it was seriously taking a toll on Michael.

He ultimately stopped taking care of himself. He wouldn't eat, he couldn't sleep. He was so incredibly hurt and disgusted by someone claiming something of him that was so far from the truth. He truly saw Jordy as his son, and the kids looked up to Jordy so much.

He spent a lot of time with the kids, but I knew in the back of his head he was terrified of the fact that if he, the black man, was convicted, the children would be taken away from him. It scared him to death. It scared me to death that it could even happen.

I truly hoped it would be over soon.

I knew these accusations came from Evan, not Jordy. The second I said no to producing his movie this child molestation accusation blew up in our faces.

I argued with Evan on the phone for weeks, he seemed numb to the entire thing. As if this was some sort of joke to him. It was so appalling I felt sick to my stomach that he truly wanted to destroy Michaels career.

And I recorded every single one of those phone calls, hoping to take it into court when the time came.

But life would go on. And on the brighter side things, I truly believe that Michael and I let a star be born.