Early on the morning of Tuesday, August 17, 1999, Juliette Jones woke to a stranger massaging her feet.
At first, she thought her legs were merely tangled in the sheets. The summer heat made sleep difficult, and the air conditioner chugging in Juliette’s window was losing its battle with the sauna outside.
Juliette was 32, the single mother of a 4-year-old daughter, Molly. She and Molly’s father, Shane McFall, had recently ended their on-again, off-again relationship. Her job at a nonprofit, serving families affected by domestic violence, kept her busy and made good use of her master’s degree in social work.
She lived with her daughter in a rental house on the 4400 block of Eaton, just a few blocks from State Line Road. The modest, one-story houses on Eaton have porches, and Juliette was friendly with most of her neighbors. Her landlords, an older couple, lived next door. Weekend evenings often began with neighbors bopping from porch to porch, cracking beers, doors wide-open.
Something that summer — maybe the breakup with McFall or summertime nostalgia — had propelled her into a phase of youthful abandon.
A night or two earlier, Juliette had thrown a party at her house for her co-workers, neighbors and friends. They had cooked out and stayed up late. Molly was visiting her grandmother in her rural Missouri home.
Tired, Juliette figured the bags of beer cans and party trash in the garage could wait until morning to be dragged to the curb. She drank a couple of the leftover beers in her refrigerator and went to bed.
It was not yet light outside when Juliette realized that a man, not her sheets, was holding her feet. At first, she thought it was Matt, a late-night hookup who sometimes called after the bars closed. But Matt never showed up unannounced.
Juliette leaped out of bed. As her eyes adjusted to the dim room, she saw that the man who had wakened her was no one she knew. His pants were unzipped and hanging around his knees.
Then she noticed the knife. She thought, Oh, fuck.
"Just be quiet," he said. "Do what I say, and I won't hurt you."
She slept naked, so there were no clothes for him to struggle with. Juliette sank back onto the bed, and the man got on top of her.
I'll make a human connection with him, and then he'll realize I'm a person and he'll stop, Juliette thought. She stared up into the man's eyes as if to ask, Really? You really want to hurt me?
The man put a pillow over her face.
"Please," Juliette protested. "Please — I have a 4-year-old daughter."
"Oh," the man said. "I'm not really into that."
As the intruder strained over her, Juliette retreated into herself, waiting for the rape to be over. He pulled her to one side, moving her body perpendicular to the bed. Then he stabbed her, driving a kitchen knife in just above her left hip.
Juliette tore the pillow from her face in time to see a horror-movie fountain of blood spray from her stomach. "What are you doing? You said you wouldn't hurt me!" she said.
"You saw my face, and now I have to kill you."
Until the moment he started stabbing her, he had called her "ma'am." Juliette says, "He was the nicest rapist you'd ever want to meet." Two of her friends and a reporter laugh. This is her way of taking care of her listeners, buoying them up with humor when the story gets grim. Answering a question about whether her assailant had used one of her own knives to attack her, she smiles and says, "Oh, no. I never had good knives, even then."
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Very well-written, chilling story Nadia...keep up the good work. My heart and prayers are with this young lady and her family.
Very well-written, chilling story Nadia...keep up the good work. My heart and prayers are with this young lady and her family.
All right Billy. Perhaps I overreated about your comments regarding Nadia's portrayal of Juliette. For clarity, Nadia did not say that Juliette opened her home to hook up with guys after the bars closed. Nadia wrote that Matt, perhaps a rejected acquaintance would call to TRY to hook up, after he'd become intoxicated. However, your comments portrayed Juliette as "left-overs." Whether or not Juliette had "booty calls" was not the main part of this story and I find it unusual that's the small piece you focused on. Hmmm.
Don't worry Billy. "Juliette" is not ashamed of her sexuality, and certainly doesn't need you accosting Nadia on her behalf! Who are you anyway? Back off! Nadia did an excellent job on this story and appropriately described Juliette's personality, the horrible event, and her subsequent suffering and recovery. If you don't like the Pitch or it's writers, then stop reading the paper. Don't disguise your own emotional problems, by trying to protect someone you don't even know. Really, lay off!
All right Billy. Perhaps I overreated about your comments regarding Nadia's portrayal of Juliette. For clarity, Nadia did not say that Juliette opened her home to hook up with guys after the bars closed. Nadia wrote that Matt, perhaps a rejected acquaintance would call to TRY to hook up, after he'd become intoxicated. However, your comments portrayed Juliette as "left-overs." Whether or not Juliette had "booty calls" was not the main part of this story and I find it unusual that's the small piece you focused on. Hmmm.
Don't worry Billy. "Juliette" is not ashamed of her sexuality, and certainly doesn't need you accosting Nadia on her behalf! Who are you anyway? Back off! Nadia did an excellent job on this story and appropriately described Juliette's personality, the horrible event, and her subsequent suffering and recovery. If you don't like the Pitch or it's writers, then stop reading the paper. Don't disguise your own emotional problems, by trying to protect someone you don't even know. Really, lay off!
Nadia essentially raped her again.....Was it really necessary to include the Matt part that way?Paraphrased..."Well when good ol Mat is drunk on his ass closin' down bars..and cant find any bar flies to pick up...he can always call Julliette for a no strings booty call".........I know you chicks down at the Pitch are so edgy and mature..but couldnt you have said.."Her friend Matt who sometimes called at odd hours?"......Can this emotionally scarred woman not be allowed some dignity.Even if she cant see she needs it?....How proud her daughter must be to read this tripe that..maybe not in Nadias circles makes Mama look ..not so good....GO AHEAD and hookup...sleazy to tell the world........I'd wager your tongue post and tatts that you dont have kids.....Well if you do I bet its a Somali orphan or fathered by some type of Obama lemming........Look forward to reading about your sex life Nadia..if you are as unfortunate as this poor woman.
Nadia essentially raped her again.....Was it really necessary to include the Matt part that way?Paraphrased..."Well when good ol Mat is drunk on his ass closin' down bars..and cant find any bar flies to pick up...he can always call Julliette for a no strings booty call".........I know you chicks down at the Pitch are so edgy and mature..but couldnt you have said.."Her friend Matt who sometimes called at odd hours?"......Can this emotionally scarred woman not be allowed some dignity.Even if she cant see she needs it?....How proud her daughter must be to read this tripe that..maybe not in Nadias circles makes Mama look ..not so good....GO AHEAD and hookup...sleazy to tell the world........I'd wager your tongue post and tatts that you dont have kids.....Well if you do I bet its a Somali orphan or fathered by some type of Obama lemming........Look forward to reading about your sex life Nadia..if you are as unfortunate as this poor woman.
Wow, reading this story was soo gripping, no woman should have to indure such a thing. One of my worst fears was to be raped or killed, this woman had a part of her killed. One day this man will feel the sting from god that will never escape, no one gets away and even though he was not caught god will take care of it all.
Wow, reading this story was soo gripping, no woman should have to indure such a thing. One of my worst fears was to be raped or killed, this woman had a part of her killed. One day this man will feel the sting from god that will never escape, no one gets away and even though he was not caught god will take care of it all.
I think the most disturbing element of this story full of disturbing, is the short matter of fact comments made by her attacker, at least in my mind. After raping her, repeatedly stabbing her, failing to kill her, he asks if she has seen his glove. It comes off in the same tone of me asking my girlfriend if she saw my car keys. A simple question after such an unspeakable act. I think its a really good glimpse into how one of these scumbags minds work. Just another day at the office for him. Chilling story, done well.
I think the most disturbing element of this story full of disturbing, is the short matter of fact comments made by her attacker, at least in my mind. After raping her, repeatedly stabbing her, failing to kill her, he asks if she has seen his glove. It comes off in the same tone of me asking my girlfriend if she saw my car keys. A simple question after such an unspeakable act. I think its a really good glimpse into how one of these scumbags minds work. Just another day at the office for him. Chilling story, done well.
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