Before entering the courtroom, the only eye witness sat alone and went over it again in their head. They thought back to what they had seen and the statement they had made. Knowing from films that the lawyers would probe and question everything, they spent the wait working through the crimes to ensure clarity and to place the events at the very forefront of their mind.
As they recalled the events, a vibration broke their concentration.
A photo message laid it out straight.
Not a better offer, but a greater reason.
They would have to tell the truth, after all.
Written for Friday Fictioneers from the following picture prompt:
PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll
As they recalled the events, a vibration broke their concentration.
A photo message laid it out straight.
Not a better offer, but a greater reason.
They would have to tell the truth, after all.
Written for Friday Fictioneers from the following picture prompt:
PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll
Note: Initially I wanted to write two "beings" sat in "what looked to all the world like the waiting room of a train station" until I realised, or remembered, that I had already written that story (WARNING: contains more swearing than I normally put in a Friday Fictioneers story)
Truth is never the most obvious is it? Justice is blind.
ReplyDeleteSounds like they have no choice but to go with the truth. You have no regrets with the truth.
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