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My Journey Toward Restorative Justice: I Wrote a Book with My Victim’s Mother
Key Excerpts from Article on Website of Prison Writers

Left: Photo of Leonard Scovens. Right: Author Agnes Furey, right, reads from "Wildflowers in the Median," at a book reading Saturday in Tallahassee, Fla. She co-authored the book about forgiveness with the man who killed her daughter and grandson. Photo: Michael Schwarz, Tallahassee (Fla.) Democrat

Prison Writers, December 8, 2025
Posted: May 7th, 2026
https://prisonwriters.com/journey-toward-restorative-justice...

My journey into healing began 10 years later when an envelope containing a greeting card slid beneath my cell door at Florida State Prison. Inside was a card embossed with a dove carrying an olive branch—an image that would come to symbolize restorative justice in my life. “I’ve been thinking about you over the years,” it read. I stared at her handwriting, confused. When I wrote back, she revealed, “You killed my daughter and grandson.” That sat me down. The impact of what I’d done suddenly became tangible. I wept—for Pat, for Chris, for Agnes. We began exploring the shades and textures of the tragedy that connected us. Our relationship became a living example of restorative justice—pouring our spirits out like wine into each other’s hearts. On the morning of our meeting, I walked alone across the compound toward the visiting park. My heart raced as I prepared to meet the woman whose life I had shattered. Inside the visitation booth, I waited, unsure. When Agnes entered—small, strong, radiant—her presence filled the room. We had already done the hard work through years of letters and calls. This meeting was about connection, remembrance, and honoring the restorative justice we’d built. Agnes pressed her palm to mine through the glass. Her eyes met mine. I broke down. “I’m sorry,” I cried again and again. “I forgive you,” she said softly. “And I love you.” That moment—her smile through tears—was the purest expression of restorative justice I have ever witnessed.

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