I sat at the dock of the court, listening to the defendant's lawyer tattle about everything. Today, Tyler said we would stay on the offensive, remain silent and just say a few words. We were going to win them this round with our silence.
"So, I plead to this honourable court to consider all the evidence that has been presented by the court and put an end to this charade as it has affected my clients mentally," the lawyer said pointing at Amelia who was huddled in my uncle's arms sobbing quietly.
I had to give it to her… crying non-stop for the last hour. Did she have the ocean as her tear duct?
"Plaintiff counsel, do you have anything to say?" the judge turned to Tyler who had not said more than 10 sentences since the session began.
