2-years, 6-months, 18-days into Samantha’s abduction

2-years, 6-months, 18-days into Samantha’s abduction, Adriana Coronel Tenorio, Adriana Howitt Coronel, Ari Coronel, Ari Coronel Tenorio, Ari Howitt, Ari Howitt Coronel, Foska, Jhoana Gabriela Rubio Gonzalez, Lupita Tenorio, Maria Guadalupe Tenorio Toledano, Marsha Tenorio, Oscar Ivan Diaz Gomez

Saturday, May 28, 2011: Good Morning Sam! I can’t wait to see you! I needed the rest of the day to reflect what Alicia and Carlos told me in our 2-hour meeting yesterday. They filed the closing arguments in the criminal case and it was a masterpiece! Any rational human being would be able to see how much of a liar Adriana Coronel Tenorio (AKA Adriana Howitt Coronel, Ari Coronel, Ari Coronel Tenorio, Ari Howitt, Ari Howitt Coronel) is. I hope the judge is one of those people. Obviously we want the truth to shine through because it exposes Adriana for who she really is. Here is the funny part, all the people who Adriana relied on to help her (even her own doctors) told the truth and were 100% aligned with what we told the court all along. Our version of events of August 7, 2010 has never changed – not 1 word. Adriana’s version changes every time she opens her mouth. Amazing!

At some point I will have all these documents available and translated for you to see for yourself. If we do win, they can still appeal. Why they would do that is beyond me. There is a small chance the judge will not allow any appeals, which would be ideal. So we will see June 8th. I feel pretty good about the case. More than I did yesterday.

It will be interesting to see what happens in court Tuesday. I am pretty sure Adriana will be under prepared as usual and will try to blame me for that. I will have the opportunity to field questions from Adriana’s attorney, Oscar Ivan Diaz Gomez. That will be interesting if it actually happens. The important thing to note is that Oscar Ivan Diaz Gomez is on board with Adriana trying to take you away from me for good. I would not believe it myself but it’s all in the court records.

Which leads me to our time together today. Maria Guadalupe Tenorio Toledano (AKA Lupita Tenorio, Marsha Tenorio) does not hide her disdain for me, and I could care less. That probably drives her even more crazy. I kill her with kindness because I know it drives her nuts. Besides, what’s the point in engaging with her? Adriana is still in her purple haired glory and has no clue what is swirling around her. If she does have a clue, she hides it well or doesn’t care. All signs point to the contrary when she actually has the nerve to ask me how the meeting went with my attorneys.


So, today was one of those days where the entire visit was interrupted by Maria Guadalupe. I am not the criminal here, they are. Besides, I am your real Dad and even though they do not respect the role I play with you, they better learn. We had no time to ourselves nor was there anything to do because that room is only so big and only has so many things we can do. At one point we went to a park by the 2nd house you used to live in. That was 3 houses ago, the one where your bedroom was actually in Adriana’s master bedroom closet. The house where we finally caught up to you and Adriana after she abducted you.

At least we got to climb some trees and taste fresh air.

We spent the remainder of the time in your playhouse outside among all the chickens, roosters, hens and yes Foska too, transforming it into Samy’s Flower Shop. You have a new found affinity for your Dad’s shoulder and back massages. Unfortunately, like every Saturday, time flew by and it was time to go. Maria Guadalupe made sure of that. Today was tougher on you for some reason. Typically, you would get angry when I had to leave. Today you were sad. We were both sad together. To the point where we both almost came to tears. I will never forget that sad face Sam. It tore me up inside. I am still sad about it. We waved good bye to each other as I drove away. I was silent the whole way home. Speechless. Not even the radio was on. I was reflecting on how special you are, how brave you have been through all this not knowing what is really going on. I LOVE YOU so much Sam! That will NEVER change. You will always be Dad’s Little Girl. Tuesday the fight continues. Thank you for the rose. It is sitting in water on the window ledge in the kitchen. I am going to take a picture of it for you.