Chapter 17May 26th
“No further questions, Your Honor.”
“Would the prosecution like to redirect their witness?” Judge Gillis asked.
“We would not,” Haywood answered, still looking a little green around the gills from the stunt I’d pulled on the stand. “Though we request a short recess to prepare our next witness.”
“Granted. We will reconvene in ten minutes.” The judge banged his gavel. I was escorted by the bailiff back to my parents. My father hugged me to his chest possessively for a moment, then seemed to gather his wits and held me at arm’s length by the shoulders.
“You did so good out there,” he said, and I didn’t even bother to correct his grammar. I sat between my parents, sandwiched between their warm bodies on the wooden bench. My mother was practically vibrating. She was in h
