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here.”
“Hold on,” Abernathy said.
The judge raised a hand. The room went quiet. He looked at the little girl.
“Come forward,” he said, his voice gentler than it had been for any adult in the room. “Tell me your name.”
She walked down the aisle slowly, her shoes ringing on the polished floor. She stopped between the two tables and looked up.
“My name is continue reading …
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