I just sat there with my hands in my lap and let my eyes do whatever they were going to do.
“I’ve been married to him for fourteen years,” Celeste said quietly. “I let him say terrible things about the man who saved our son. I’m done letting him.”
Judge Ellis dismissed the lawsuit that afternoon with prejudice.
Then she referred the case to the county attorney.
Graham Crane was charged with driving while impaired and felony child endangerment. His company quietly removed him as CEO a month later.
The news that called me “a drifter” ran a new story.
This time they used my full name. And my rank.
Three days after the trial, a car pulled up behind the Lutheran church.
It was Celeste. And Austin.
Austin had a card he’d made in art class. On the front, a stick figure jumping into blue scribbles.
