The little girl hadn’t spoken since the night her mother was found on the kitchen floor! Then the court dog lowered his head-and she whispered one sentence toward the defense table…
Lily saw him and ran. The dog lowered himself just in time for her to throw both arms around his neck. His tail swept the floor once, then again, stirring dust under the bench. His handler smiled and looked at the ceiling as if the reunion had nothing to do with official duties.
Judge Whitcomb came down from the bench without her robe. In ordinary continue reading …
