JANUARY – THE NEW YEAR
I’ve seen plenty of trials on TV. Law and Order happens to be my guilty pleasure and I have binged watched every season of that show at least twice. So, I figured that this one I’m about to walk into can’t be any different. I’m expecting to enter a big room, filled with spectators and press all clambering to hear what Steve Thomas’ daughter has to say about him. I’m expecting a scary looking judge and twelve randomly picked jury members to look judgmentally between both of us. However, what I’m not expecting is a small, closed off room and a balding judge. There are no people watching on and the jury is made up mostly of people twenty years my senior. But before that, it’s the wait.
I’m hanging around in a room to the side of the court room, my hands clammy and my
