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The cold Winter winds were biting at my cheeks on the walk from the car to the courthouse, the trees that line the pathway now completely bare. The temperature had plummeted overnight and was now in single digits, with the weatherman predicting a chilly frost to set in for the upcoming weekend. I pulled my overcoat tighter around myself to create a shield against the wind and slipped my hands into my knitted gloves. Sam wrapped his bare hand around mine as we climbed the steps that led up to the courthouse, we hadn't spoken much about Lucas' testimony against Carson that had surprised everyone, including Mum and Carson's lawyer, I had hoped that Sam would now see the change in Lucas and the effort he was making to become a better person but so far, any mention of Lucas' name by either Brid

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