MICHAEL

The courthouse stairs were busy as always; attorneys bustling, reporters gathering, clients weeping yet today the atmosphere seemed bright. Kendra was protected. The man who harmed her would be sent to jail.

Levi continued speaking to me mentioning lunch and saying I seemed like I required a heap of food and ten hours of rest but his words faded amid the comfort that filled my very being.

After that I noticed Kendra.

By the gate she stood, softly chuckling alongside her brother. Her lengthy braids were pulled back glasses resting atop her head documents clasped beneath her arm. She wasn’t meant to be present; she had offered to assist...