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…

make this?”

Lily nodded.

“Is this a place you know?”

“Our kitchen,” Lily whispered.

“And the little person under the table?”

“Me.”

Ava pointed to the larger figure without touching the paper. “Who is this?”

Lily looked toward the defense table again. Tyler’s hands tightened around each other until the knuckles stood out. Graham watched the child with a careful continue reading …