In Which Heather Bush Fends Off An Intruder

The other day I told you how Professor Bush described the alleged home invasion which led to me being banned from the U of W and subsequently thrown in jail. Now lets see how his wife describes the same incident. She picks up her story with the phone call to her husband:

“…Martin Green called my husband, my husband answered the phone, I was sitting right there, and my husband told him that it was inappropriate to call the house and that he needed to, if he wished to contact him, talk to his lawyer. He hung up the phone. He went downstairs and the doorbell rang. Martin was standing there…he said he wanted to talk to George, and I said, “who are you?” And he answered that he was Martin green…he came and stepped up towards me very closely and said that he was Martin Green. And I said  that I did not…he, I, my husband just finished telling him on the telephone that he did not want to speak to him, and I went to shut the door and he had a piece of paper in his hand and he said he was there to give him a paper, and I thought he meant term paper, so I thought I do not care what kind of paper it is, he just finished telling you that he wanted you to contact his lawyer. And I pushed the door shut, and what happened was Martin pushed against the door to stay with the door open, and I pushed against the door, and for about a minute there was a pushing match between myself and Mr. Green to try to force the paper on me, or I don’t know what he was doing. At this point I got very scared and I did not know what Mr. Green’s purpose was, and my adrenaline kicked in and I felt very afraid and I pushed as hard as I could. And the door finally shut with Martin’s hand in the door, and he pulled his hand out and I shut the door and locked it and I was grunting as I pushed on it before that, so I could not call for help because I was pushing with all my might.”

You see that she's very careful to avoid saying that I tried to force my way into her home. Yes, there was a pushing match that lasted for about a minute (!) and she felt very afraid and her adrenaline kicked in. Yes, I was "trying to force the paper on her"...or "I don't know what he was doing"...but nothing about me trying to force my way in.

But the most interesting thing is her apparent silence during the prolonged struggle. No shouting, no screaming. So why didn't she call her husband? Mrs. Bush had that covered: even without being asked , she had been careful to explain that she could not call for help because she was pushing with all her might!

That's quite a story. A whole minute she was struggling with a scary guy trying to...well, she doesn't say what I was trying to do...but she was unable to open her mouth and call for help?

 "Yes, I was pushing with all my might and I was exerting myself as hard as I could, therefore, I did not have breath to call."

She was so preoccupied with desperately trying to hold me at bay, that she literally didn't have the breath to call out: "Help me, George! It's Marty Green! Call the police!" Didn't "have the breath to call".

I don't know if that's even physiologically possible. It's not something I've ever heard of before. People scream, people shout for help...but not Mrs. Bush. She was single-mindedly concentrating all her physical strength in trying to close the door, and there was literally nothing left over.

Or at least that was her story at the start. Eventually, even she decided maybe she had try something more believable. Evidently her husband just happened to wander upstairs just after she had succeeded in closing the door, to find Heather "white and shaking." So I asked her: Did your husband ask you "why didn't you call me?" Here is what she said:

"I don't remember exactly...no, he never asked me that because he knew how tired I was when he came up the stairs."

I told her I didn't find that credible. And that's when she changed her story! Listen:

"I was, I was...worried about him, what you were going to do to him. I didn't want him to come upstairs."

You didn't call him because you were worried that I'd...

"I never thought of calling him. I thought keep him away, far away. I don't want him anywhere near here because honestly, I thought you might have a, something dangerous, I don't know. I didn't kinow what you were up to. Right."

Right indeed, Mrs. Bush. When we return, we'll see how well your story holds up against other facts which were just now beginning to come to light.