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…

the courtroom doors. He stood beside the defense table speaking to Tyler, one hand in his pocket, his burgundy tie catching the overhead light.

“I understand the risk,” she said.

“I hope you do.”

Judge Whitcomb allowed the drawing only after Denise testified that Lily had made it at the foster home kitchen table without prompting. Graham’s objection was continue reading …