My Daughter Said “we Need A Break” Two Days Before Christmas

stood up from the back of the courtroom. He was tall, with kind eyes and work-roughened hands. He looked normal. He looked steady. He looked like the kind of man who would read a bedtime story.

He was sworn in.

“Mr. Jennings,” Mr. Davies began. “Could you please tell the court how you know Mrs. Fletcher?”

“We dated,” he said, his voice soft but clear.continue reading …