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“Do you want to press charges?”
Jacey’s hand gripped mine as the police officer spoke. “I…” she mumbled. She looked at me. “I…”
“I’ll support whatever decision you make, baby,” I said, trying to sooth her by rubbing her hand with my thumb.
“Keeping in mind your father’s about to have another kid he might decide to knock around someday.” The second officer, who had not yet spoken, put in his two cents.
The first officer glared at his partner. “Not that we would try to sway you either way.”
Jacey took a deep breath. “No. He’s right. I owe it to our sibling. I’ll–I’ll press charges.”
I kissed Jacey’s temple. “That’s a very brave decision.”
“It is. We’ll have the doctor take pictures of your wound and send us a full report,” the first officer said. “The district attorney’s offi
