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Anne-Christine Johnson

March 2, 1986 — Dec. 8, 2016

Beaten, Stabbed and Suffocated to Death by Ex-Husband Shaun Hardy
Betrayed by Police and the Court System

Til We Have Faces

“She made beauty all round her. When she trod on mud, the mud was beautiful; when she ran in the rain, the rain was silver. When she picked up a toad—she had the strangest and, I thought, unchanciest love for all manner of brutes—the toad became beautiful.”

–Til We Have Faces, by C.S. Lewis

Anne-Christine carried a copy of this book everywhere she went. She discovered it when she was just 12-years-old. In it, Lewis reimagines the tale of Cupid and Psyche. Psyche’s sister Orual asks, “How can the gods meet us face to face till we have faces?” In the weeks before the murder, Anne-Christine found hers. She decided to leave Shaun Hardy and establish a new life with her son. Then he killed her.

Help Me Save Anne-Christine’s Little Boy

My name is Stephanie Johnson. I’ve been fighting for custody of Anne-Christine’s son, my grandson “R,” for over five years. Since my daughter was murdered by her ex-husband, Shaun Hardy, on Dec. 8, 2016, R has been in the custody of the killer and the killer’s father, Barry Hardy, a prominent League City businessman.

I know it sounds unbelievable, but it’s true. You can read more about my plight in the March edition of the Texas Observer. Click here to read the first of two articles in the Texas Observer and here, for more information about the court battle. You can read all media accounts by clicking “Media” in the navigation bar.

Eleven-year-old “R” was five when he saw his mother, my daughter Anne-Christine Johnson, 30, brutally slaughtered by her ex-husband Shaun Hardy in a house owned by Shaun’s father, prominent League City businessman Barry Hardy.

Anne-Christine’s body moldered in Barry’s garage for three weeks while Shaun’s lawyer kept police at bay. The smell of decomposition overwhelmed the League City police officers who finally found her three weeks later while executing a search warrant for her cellphone on Dec. 30, 2016. R was running around the house, screaming.

But that wasn’t the end of it. While I was visiting cemeteries, looking for a place to bury Anne-Christine in January 2017, Barry was in Galveston County Court at Law No. 2, convincing Judge Roberts (now retired) to use a questionable divorce decree to cut the entire Johnson family (including R’s eight-year-old half brother) out of R’s life.

We were not informed of the hearing or the judge’s ruling — we only learned of it after filing for joint-managing conservatorship in March 2017 when Barry stopped returning emails and phone calls.

Since then, I’ve fought tooth-and-nail in family court for the right to have unfettered access to my grandson. But after more than five years of hearings and mediations — and a successful appeal for grandparent’s rights at the appellate level — I’ve exhausted all of my financial resources.

I need help with legal expenses. I do not ask this lightly. All funds raised by this GoFundMe will be used very judiciously to pay legal expenses, which continue to mount.

A jury trial is scheduled for July 18. We are asking for full custody or joint-managing conservatorship of R. I face another hearing on May 5 as I seek emergency joint-managing conservatorship that would enable me to get R into desperately needed trauma therapy.

Barry, upset about recent media coverage in the Texas Observer and Houston Chronicle, has asked the court to “gag” me and seal records. This may be the last time I can speak to anyone — including friends and family — about my situation for several months or even years.

It’s a long, complicated saga but hardly surprising if you understand the dynamics of domestic abuse or the family court system. Google “Galveston County Family Court Records” and search for Stephanie Johnson or Barry Hardy. You can also search for this: 14-FD-2773| In the Matter of the Marriage of: Shaun Philip Hardy and Anne-Christine Johnson.

The docket speaks for itself.

Anne-Christine gave her life to save R. She told friends she couldn’t leave Shaun because “Roland needs me.” For that, she received a death sentence.

Please help me honor her legacy by fighting for her son. Click HERE to help pay legal expenses via GoFundMe.

Til We Have Faces

“She made beauty all round her. When she trod on mud, the mud was beautiful; when she ran in the rain, the rain was silver. When she picked up a toad—she had the strangest and, I thought, unchanciest love for all manner of brutes—the toad became beautiful.”

–Til We Have Faces, by C.S. Lewis

Anne-Christine carried a copy of this book everywhere she went. She discovered it when she was just 12-years-old. In it, Lewis reimagines the tale of Cupid and Psyche. Psyche’s sister Orual asks, “How can the gods meet us face to face till we have faces?” In the weeks before the murder, Anne-Christine found hers. She decided to leave Shaun Hardy and establish a new life with her son. Then he killed her.

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