August 19, 2025
The scheduled hearing for ‘Miller The Killer’ next week holds significant weight because it will serve justice for John.
I called my advocate today because I had a few questions.
She answered them and said, “While a plea agreement is in place, we won’t know with certainty if the defendant will accept it and formally enter a guilty plea, or opt for a trial, until he stands before the judge. ”
WHAT?!?!?!
I was in disbelief.
“We thought that after the victim impact statements, the judge would hand down the sentence at this hearing, based on the plea agreement.”
She read the note on the file,
“The defendant’s proposed guilty plea remains conditional and does not finalize until he enters the plea before the judge. The defendant reserves the right to accept or reject the plea and proceed to trial. Please relay this information to Mr. and Mrs. Wilks.”
“So, you’re saying there could still be a trial?” My voice cracked with each word, the fear evident.
She continued, “Yes, I’m sorry we didn’t explain this in our last meeting.”
I sat there in silence thinking, my husband is right, the person who killed our son should not have the right to dictate anything. We believe that he should forfeit his rights the moment he took our son’s life.
The initial shock left me reeling, and while further questions were asked, the responses faded into the background. My mind remained fixated on the weight of the revelation. Creating my victim impact statement has been a struggle, not only to put the pain into words but to face the prospect of sharing it publicly. Miller the Killer’s decision to pursue a trial could prevent the court from hearing my voice, which is deeply concerning.
I ended the conversation, hung up the phone, and stared off into space.
I had begun my countdown to the delivery of this sentence since our last meeting with our prosecution team. Now our Advocate is telling me it’s still up in the air.
It’s seven days to what I thought would be justice for John, until the first fragile steps on the path to healing. Now, a trial threatens to tear that future away, dragging me back into the darkness.
As soon as I start to go there, I hear my mother saying,
“Shari, you can’t worry about what hasn’t happened yet. Worry wastes energy. Don’t go there.”
She’s one million percent right.
It’s in God’s hands.