The trial is short.
The deliberation even shorter.
James is found guilty of vehicular assault.
It's a class B felony.
Today we gather to hear his punishment.
Nothing they give will equal my punishment.
Bella and I text and occasionally talk, but she hasn't invited me back to the rehabilitation wing.
I'm beginning to wonder if she ever will.
"Will the defendant rise," the judge says. "James Randall Hunter, you have been found guilty of a felony. I hereby sentence you to seven years. Three of those are to be served in a maximum-security prison."
The room erupts.
I'm numb.
Last one today!
2 tmr!
1 each Sat & Sun :)