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…

to. They had heard Lily. They had seen where she looked. They had seen the dog remain exactly where he was, one quiet shoulder available beneath the child’s hand.

It took almost ten minutes to get Lily into the witness chair. Denise stood nearby until Lily climbed up sideways, keeping one foot tucked under her and one hand in Boone’s fur. Judge Whitcomb continue reading …