“Why didn’t you?”
“Because there was more.”
He turned back to the judge.
“Brian said Nicole was going to regret making him leave the house.”
The courtroom went very quiet.
Across the room, Brian’s head came up.
“That’s not what I said.”
“Brian,” his lawyer warned, grabbing his arm.
Brian shook him off. He was half out of his chair.
“No. That’s not what I said. That’s not what I meant!”
The judge looked at him over her glasses.
Ezoic
“Mr. Lawson. You will speak through counsel.”
Ezoic
Brian sat back down. Slowly. His hands were shaking on the table.
Dad continued, in the same calm, even voice.
“He also said that if Nicole wanted the house so badly, she could have it exactly the way he decided to leave it.”
A chill moved through me. It started at the back of my neck and went all the way down to my feet.
