Graeme Turner is a Canadian lawyer who was born in Toronto, Ontario. He graduated from the University of Western Ontario with a Bachelor of Laws degree in 1995. After graduation, he worked at several law firms before starting his own firm in 1997. His practice focused mainly on corporate and commercial litigation, criminal defense and employment law.
Turner’s first major case involved the sale of a small video rental store in Vaughan, Ontario (a suburb of Toronto). Turner won a $2 million judgment against the owner of the store after it was determined that he had been selling movies without paying for them.
In 1999, Turner represented a group of employees who were fired from their jobs at the now defunct Video City chain because they refused to work overtime hours. Turner successfully argued that the dismissal violated their Charter rights under the right to freedom of association.
The next year, Turner represented a man named Richard Fidler in a lawsuit over unpaid wages and benefits. Turner won a $1 million judgement against Fidler when he was awarded back pay and other compensation for his wrongful termination.
Turner became a partner in the law firm of RusonJazevic when it acquired his practice in 2008. In August of that same year, he won a $37 million judgement against a man who had been accused of stealing $4 million from his former employer.
The defendant was arrested and charged with fraud following the ruling and served 30 months in prison.
In December of that same year, he successfully defended a local doctor who was accused of sexual assault. The doctor’s accuser admitted to lying about the allegations and was subsequently charged with public mischief.
In 2010, he successfully represented a woman who won $11 million in a civil suit against her former employer, a bank, after she was fired for refusing to participate in an internal bribery scheme. The ruling forced the bank to implement new policies that comply with anti-corruption laws.
In another high-profile case, he represented the widow of a man who killed eight people and himself in a shooting rampage at the Eaton Centre shopping mall in Toronto. He won a $1.4 million settlement after arguing that the victims’ families had suffered psychological trauma due to lax security at the mall.
In January of 2016, he defended former junior hockey coach David Frost, who was found guilty of dozens of sexual assaults against his players.
In addition to his legal practice, he is a regular columnist for the Canadian Lawyer magazine and the Huffington Post Canada. He is also a member of the Canadian Association of Black Lawyers, the Criminal Lawyers’ Association and the Entertainment Lawyers’ Association.
During his free time, he teaches a course on entertainment law at the University of Toronto’s Faculty of Law.
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CAUTION: This story should NOT be read by people that are not legally allowed to view this type of material. This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity involving consenting adults and minors.
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Written by Nightwarden13
Chapter 1: The Arrangement
Drake was ready for the day. He had a bounce in his step, and an energy that hasn’t been seen since the old days when he was still living on the streets.
After grabbing his bag of toiletries, he got into the shower for his first one in three days… And it felt glorious.
After twenty minutes of allowing the hot water to run down his body, he got out and dried off. He then got into the fresh clothes that were laid out on his bed, a plain black t-shirt and some gray sweats, before he was ready to head downstairs.
He had an appointment in a few hours, but until then he had some time to kill.
“I guess I’ll text Rose to see if she’s up,” He said to himself, as he grabbed his phone off the dresser and began typing a message to the only other person in this house.
Drake: You Up?
Rose: Yup. I’ve been up for hours.
It’s the weekend and I don’t have school so why the hell would I be sleeping in?
Drake gave a small laugh at her response before sending another message. Rose was a bit of a morning person, while Drake was… Well, not.
Drake: Well don’t go doing anything crazy.
Rose: Like what?
Drake: I don’t know, like going outside.
Rose: It’s pretty pathetic when your dad is telling you that.
Drake: Hey! I can’t help it if I caught something last week.
Besides, you should be happy I’m staying in today, less chance of you getting sick too.
So anyway, what are you doing today?
Drake: Well I have an appointment later, but until then I don’t know…
Rose: Do you want to do something?
Drake: Like what?
Rose: I don’t know, something fun. Come on, don’t say no.
A small smile appeared on Drake’s face as he continues to read the messages on his phone.
Drake: I can’t think of anything.
Rose: Well then come to my place, I’ll order a pizza and we can sit around and play video games or something…
Or we could just have some… Fun. 😉
Drake: Shame, I was really hoping you were going to say we could go rob a bank.
Rose: Ohhh, doing it yourself huh?
Drake: Hah, no. I was actually planning to ask you to help me with something later today.
Rose: Hmm, sorry but my mom would kill me if I came over without her.
Drake: (sigh) Yeah, I know. Your mom is really protective of you.
I guess that’s good though, mean girls like you should have someone looking out for them.
Rose: I’m sorry Drake. You know I want to hang out, but I just can’t right now.
Drake: It’s fine, don’t worry about it.
Drake sat there for a moment looking at his phone before setting it down on the dresser. He then got up and grabbed his bag before heading downstairs where he found his father making some coffee.
You have everything you need?”
His dad asks, as Drake nods his head. “Alright, well I’ll be back in a bit. I’m just going to run to the grocery store and then home, so if you need anything come find me or your mom.”
“Will do,” Drake responds, as he watches his father turn and walk out the front door. As soon as he leaves, Drake lets out a long sigh of relief.
“That creepy as hell,” He says to himself, as he knows that his mothers tendency to creep is at it’s highest when his father is around. Instead of waiting around for her to randomly come find him, he decides to head to Rose’s house.
It’s a school day and he doesn’t want to be associated with her too much, but he knows she won’t mind if he stops by for a bit.
He quickly makes his way out of his neighborhood and onto the main road. Rose’s house is in the opposite direction of his school, but he knows she won’t mind if he stops by for a bit.
As he walks down the street, he can’t help but to be on edge. He always is when he leaves his neighborhood, but he knows it’s even more important today.
There’s a serial killer on the loose after all, and he was one of the last people to see the first two alive. He tries his best to remain calm and not give into fear, but that’s getting easier said than done.
Eventually he arrives at Rose’s house. She lives in a nice house, but it’s not anything too fancy.
It’s more on the normal side of things, a white house with a black fence. He figures her parents are most likely middle class, maybe lower upper. As he walks up to the house he notices a figure in the distance. The figure doesn’t seem to notice him, as they are focused on something in their hand. Drake walks up the walkway and closer to the person, who is now staring at him.
It’s Rose. She appears to be waiting for him, as she has a small smile on her face.
“Hey, I was waiting for you,” She says.
I didn’t think you were coming,” Drake responds.
“Yeah, I wouldn’t miss out on hanging out with you.”
Drake and Rose start walking away from her house. Rose’s pace is slow, and Drake doesn’t mind as he is eager to spend time with her outside of school.
So, where are we going?”
“It’s a secret,” Rose replies, with a smile.
Drake rolls his eyes.
“Of course it is…”
They continue walking until they have reached the corner store near Drake’s house. Rose stops and looks at Drake.
So, what do you want to do now?”
“I don’t know…” Drake responds.
“I was thinking we could hang out here for a bit. You know, just walk around and window shop or something,” Rose says, looking at him with hopeful eyes.
That’s so stupid…” Drake complains. He immediately regrets his words after seeing the hurt look on Rose’s face. “I mean…we could do that later when I have more time…”
“It’s fine, you don’t have to lie. I already know I’m boring.”
“You’re not. I just have stuff to do, that’s all.”
Rose doesn’t respond. Instead she looks downward and stops walking.
Drake notices that she is clenching her fists. Drake sighs as he realizes he’s going to have to make it up to her somehow.
“Tell you what, we can walk around here for a little while, but I really do have stuff to do after that. I’m meeting a friend and I need to get home.”
Rose looks up at him as she forces a smile.
“Sure, we can walk around a bit. I guess I’ll see you later then.
Bye Drake. Bye Franklin. Be good,” Rose says.
“I will!” Franklin says, jumping up and down on the spot.
Drake feels a bit uneasy as he pulls his hood over his head and turns to walk away from Rose. He hears her call his name, but ignores her and quickens his pace.
He can feel his eyes begin to water a bit as he tries to keep his head down and Rose out of his field of vision.
“Bye Drake! I had fun!” He hears Franklin say.
Drake doesn’t stop for a second as he hears Rose respond.
“Me too, Franklin.”
Drake walks into his house with Franklin following closely behind. He flops onto the couch in the living room and sighs.
He feels worse than before.
Drake is about to give a short response, but decides to go off on Franklin a bit instead.
What were you thinking, talking to Rose like that?
You’re not supposed to talk to her! She’s a ghost who happens to be dead, not just someone who is different!”
Franklin doesn’t respond. He instead leaves the room and runs up the stairs to his room.
Drake gets up and goes into the kitchen. He sits down at the table and grabs a cookie from a plate. He stuffs it into his mouth and grabs another one. He continues to eat the cookies in silence as he thinks about Rose.
He can’t believe that she showed up at his house. Sure, they had been getting along a bit better in the past couple of weeks since the project, but he never thought she would try to talk to him outside of school.
He wonders if she was following him or something. Not in a creepy stalker way, but maybe she saw him leave from his house. Which makes him wonder why he didn’t notice her.
Was she hiding? Could she actually turn invisible?
He shakes his head as he considers this. No, that can’t be right.
He hears the doorbell ring and he gets up to see who it is. He opens the front door and finds Rose standing on the porch.
She looks up at him and their eyes meet, but she says nothing.
“Hey,” he says, not knowing what else to say.
“Hi,” Rose replies with a meek smile.
Drake stares at her for a bit, before gesturing for her to come inside. She walks past him and into the house.
Drake shuts the door and turns around to see that she has already walked into the living room and is sitting down on the couch.
you wanted to see me?” Drake says, standing in the doorway.
There is a short pause before she continues.
“I’m sorry I lied to you and Franklin.
Can you forgive me?
Please say you’ll forgive me,” Rose asks as she holds onto her hands tightly.
Drake frowns. He already knows he’s going to forgive her; he’s been thinking about her all day since their last interaction.
“I forgive you,” Drake says, giving a half smile.
Rose smiles back and her face reddens as she lowers her head. Drake is confused by her reaction, but he decides to continue since he has more to say.
“However, I would like it if we could keep what happened between us a secret. I don’t want people at school to know I have a crush on you.
Or that you’re a ghost for that matter.”
Rose nods in agreement. She seems to have reverted back to her timid self.
“I’d better go,” she says as she gets up from the couch.
She gets up and walks towards the front door. Drake walks next to her and opens the door for her, then watches as she walks down his front porch and out of view.
“Goodbye, Drake,” he hears her say as the sound of her footsteps disappear.
“Goodbye, Rose,” Drake whispers as he closes the door.
He goes back into the living room and sits down on the couch. He lies down and stares at the ceiling, thinking about Rose and what she could possible want to talk about next time they meet.
“She acts so different compared to how she was when she was alive. It’s weird,” Drake says aloud to himself.
A smile appears on his face as he thinks about her. He decides he really likes her and can’t wait for her to come back and visit.
The next day at school, Drake is waiting outside of his first period class. He’s looking around, trying to see if Rose is around.
He thinks he sees a glimpse of her black hair in the crowd of students passing by, but by the time he looks again, she’s gone. By the time classes are over, Drake hasn’t seen her at all. He walks down the hallways wondering if she’s avoiding him now after what happened yesterday. He decides to go to the place he always goes to see her, the graveyard where her and her mother are buried. He waits there for three hours, but she never shows up. Drake feels worse than he did the day before. He feels like he’s losing his mind.
Did she ever visit him or was it all in his imagination?
Drake doesn’t know and it’s beginning to drive him insane.
He spends the next three days in his house doing nothing but thinking about Rose. He never sees her, but he keeps thinking she’s going to come up to him and say hi.
She never does though. Drake becomes a recluse and never leaves his house. The only time he leaves is to go to his room to sleep and to use the bathroom. His grades start to drop severely as he sees her in his mind Try as he might, he can’t get her out of his mind. Rose consumes his every waking moment.
“I miss you, Rose,” Drake says as he lays in bed with his eyes closed.
“I miss you too, Drake,” Drake hears a voice say to him.
He opens his eyes and sees Rose sitting on the dresser across from his bed. She’s in the same clothes as the day they first met.
The sight of her makes Drake happy and he grabs her arm and yanks her off the dresser and holds her in a tight embrace. Drake feels like he’s gone insane. He pulls away from her and looks at her face. There’s no doubt in his mind that it’s her.
“I thought you weren’t going to visit me anymore,” Drake says with a smile.
“I tried not to, but I just couldn’t stay away,” Rose responds with a smile as well.
Drake takes her hand and pulls her towards him. He puts his arms around her waist and lays his head on her shoulder.
He feels her put her arms around his neck and they embrace each other.
“This is the only place I feel happy now. When I’m with you, all of my problems just disappear,” Drake says as he wraps his arms around her.
Rose lifts Drake’s head off of her shoulder with her hand and looks him in the eyes.
“I think you know how I feel,” Rose says with a smile as she kisses Drake on the lips.
Drake can feel himself losing control. He tries to think about something else, but it’s no use.
His feelings for her are just too strong. He wraps his arms around her tightly and they kiss each other more and more passionately. The intensity of their kissing escalates and Drake feels like he’s going to faint.
Rose pushes Drake onto his bed and climbs on top of him. They stare into each other eyes as she starts to unbutton her shirt.
Drake tugs at his shirt as they quickly take their clothes off. Rose climbs on top of Drake and they start to embrace each other. Drake has never felt such utter bliss in his life. He feels like everything is going to be alright now. As they stare into each other’s eyes, they move their bodies in perfect unison. They’re one person, sharing an experience none of the mortals could ever comprehend.
“I’ll always be with you,” Rose says as she disappears.
Drake lies in bed with a feeling of peace. He fell happy as he feels her embrace.
He knows all will be well.
“I love you, Rose,” Drake says as he falls asleep.
He awakens to a knock at the door. He’s so groggy he has no idea where he is.
“Drake, get up! It’s time for class,” Drake hears Jacob say from behind the door.
It all comes back to him. It was all just a dream.
Drake buries his face in his pillow and cries. He could have had everything, but he blew it. He’s still in the same position when Jacob opens the door.
“Drake, what’s…” Jacob starts to say before walking into the room.
Are you crying?”
Jacob sits on the side of the bed and pats Drake on the back a couple of times. Drake knows he has to tell him something, but he just can’t bring himself to do it.
“You’ve gotta build up some endurance, kid,” Jacob says as he puts his arm around Drake and helps him up.
“I’m not going to class,” Drake says.
“Don’t worry about it. You can take a couple classes online.
Your mom and I will figure something out. You need to take care of yourself right now.”
Jacob stands up and heads to the door. He pauses before leaving and turns around with a smile.
“You’re my best friend, kid,” Jacob says.
Jacob closes the door behind him as Drake lies back down in bed.
“I love you, Rose,” Drake says as he drifts back to sleep.
Sources & references used in this article:
Understanding celebrity by G Turner – 2013 – books.google.com
The mass production of celebrity: ‘Celetoids’, reality TV and the ‘demotic turn’ by G Turner – International journal of cultural studies, 2006 – journals.sagepub.com
Approaching celebrity studies by G Turner – Celebrity studies, 2010 – Taylor & Francis
Film as social practice by G Turner – 2006 – books.google.com
Fame games: The production of celebrity in Australia by G Turner, F Bonner, PD Marshall – 2000 – books.google.com
Myths of Oz: reading Australian popular culture by J Fiske, B Hodge, G Turner – 2016 – books.google.com
What’s become of cultural studies? by G Turner – 2011 – books.google.com