When I went to Ben Bridges Jewelers in Brooklyn in August 2017, I was there to visit his mother.
The store had been in business for 15 years, and my family had owned it for years, so I assumed they were an old-fashioned gem store.
Instead, I met Ben and his brother, Daniel, who were about to go on trial for the murder of his son, Ben Bridge, in 2010.
The trial was going to feature the trial of a young man named Aaron Renshaw, who had spent much of his life in jail and had been accused of killing his son in 2007.
As a result of the trial, the Brooklyn district attorney’s office decided to drop the case against Aaron Rinshaw, and the Renshaws went into hiding in suburban Los Angeles, where they were eventually arrested.
Their mother, Barbara, had been charged with the murder, but her trial was halted by the court when she was unable to make bail.
But now, with the Rinshaws out of jail, I had a chance to meet Barbara and talk to her about her business.
Barbara was a young mother who worked as a salesperson at a chain of beauty salons in Brooklyn.
She also owned her own jewelry store, which was one of the few that was open on weekends.
Barbara had been married to her husband for more than 20 years.
She had been working as a beauty professional for years when she met Aaron Rentshaw in 2006, and he invited her over to his Brooklyn salon to work on his new nail salon.
I went to work with Barbara on the night of the murder.
We started on the floor in the back of the store, where we worked on his nail salon and painted his nails.
When we finished, he was dead.
The next day, I went back and found him on the other floor.
The first thing that struck me was that I had never seen anything like it.
We were doing all of the nail polish and then he came out and said, “You guys need to put your hair back on.”
I told him that he had the hair back and he told me to come back later that night.
I said, No, we’ve got to wait.
I went upstairs and I was on the phone with him that night, and I remember seeing the blood on his face.
I didn’t see him until the next morning, when he called me back.
He said, I’m sorry, I know you were afraid and I didn.
I told Barbara, That was just a bad dream.
She said, Yeah, well, you’re not going to believe it.
I had seen my brother Aaron before, and that’s why I wanted to know more about this.
I just wanted to make sure he was OK.
He had a long history of mental illness, and it was pretty clear that he didn’t know what he was doing.
He was a very quiet man, and we were just in shock.
I talked to him a couple of times.
I asked if he was afraid of anything, and then I asked him if he had ever hurt anyone, and this is when I knew that I knew something wasn’t right.
When I got to the back door of the salon, I just knew that something terrible had happened.
I saw his body lying there.
I knew immediately that he was my brother, and so I just started crying and started asking him what had happened to his son.
He told me that he got his son back on his foot and that he tried to help Aaron with the nail salon business, but that Aaron would kill him.
So, I said I’m not going anywhere, I’ll keep going, and Aaron said that he wasn’t going anywhere.
I got out of there and drove to the police station and told the cops everything I had been told.
When the police arrived, I told them everything I knew, and when I told the police the story, they told me everything they knew.
They didn’t ask me anything.
I felt really terrible that Aaron had done this to my brother.
He’d done this and killed him.
I don’t know if he ever got over it.
But, I think I know what Aaron Ronshaw really wanted to do with his life.
I’m just glad that he did what he did.
I’ve had a very difficult time with my brother in prison, but I can’t imagine being with him in prison without him.
After the trial ended, the Rentshaws were charged with first-degree murder, and Barbara was released from prison after serving seven years in jail.
When I went home, I wrote down a list of all the things I knew about Aaron.
I wrote it down for all of my children, my parents, my siblings, my brother’s family, my ex-wife, my friends.
I also had a