Chapter 11
The rocking of the van had a welcome calming effect which led to delicious sleep. Somewhere in this blissful zone, I found myself hovering over my courtroom, watching the trial. The Judge was talking to the jury, then, they filed out of the room. My lawyer and I sat in total silence while the members of the Prosecution team laughed while they chatted.
One member of the jury stood up to hand a piece of paper to the deputy who handed it to the Judge. He silently read it with a slight smile. A huge bump shook me out of my deep sleep. Cold shivers ran down my spine as I scanned my dark surroundings. Familiar commuting sounds drifted into my cave, horns beeping, loud mufflers racing by, the rattle of the van and pure silence. This must be what the blind experience as they find thei
