Jeremy stared at me in silence, and I was disappointed and surprised at his lack of reaction. I wished that he would say something or tell me something along the lines of requesting for the committee to reconsider his case. Anything that would give me some hope that he wouldn’t need to take the blame for something that he didn’t do. Since my words didn’t seem to get to him, I pleaded to him silently with my eyes as our eyes met.
“Maybe they haven’t gotten it all wrong…” he said in a whisper.
What did he just say?
At first, I wasn’t even sure if I heard him correctly.
“I said that they might not be all wrong…” he repeated again this time clearer and slower.
“What do you…” I began asking what he meant before I trailed off without continuing.
The way he looked at me told me that I should have known better. I was about to ask him what he meant by that, but it seemed like there was no longer a need to because I could already sense the answer.
