After I saved my husband’s life, he tried to take it all — yet my daughter caught the courtroom off guard: “I want to show you something that Mom doesn’t know about.”
The courtroom didn’t breathe.
I turned slowly toward Nick. His face had gone pale, but anger flickered under the surface.
“That’s edited!” he suddenly shouted, jumping to his feet. “It’s taken out of context!”
“Sit down,” the judge said sharply.
“It’s a lie!” Nick insisted. “She doesn’t even know how to use that thing properly!”
The judge’s gavel struck once. “Daniel, will you control your client?”
“That’s edited!”
Daniel muttered something, and Nick sank back into his seat.
The bailiff handed the tablet to the judge.
“You can sit back down, little girl. Thank you. We’ll return your tablet as soon as we’re done with it,” the judge said.
