The courtroom goes completely silent. I glance toward the oldest boy. He’s gently comforting his little sister, trying to look brave even though he’s still only a child himself.
I take a slow breath. Then walk toward the microphone. Because there is a reason I could never allow those five children to be separated.
A reason I have kept private for years. I never told my friends. Never told my coworkers.
And until that moment, I never planned to tell anyone. But when I looked at those five children, I knew the judge needed to hear it.
I leaned toward the microphone. “Your Honor, there’s something about my own childhood you need to know.”
And from Judge Rowan’s expression… I knew my next sentence could change everything.
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