Prisoners of War - Chapter 17

I looked around the small school building. I was just a child then, small and friendless, just moved to this town, with my mother and brother after the death of my dad. I was at the end of grade five, which was probably a bad time to move, and I was having a hard time adjusting to the work. My brother went to the same school, same building, and kept to himself, he spent most …

…a long time friend of the family right?" He nodded. "Hopefully the jury will see past all the DA's efforts to the truth, but I'm sorry to say it's not looking real good." I nodded. Giving Tim an angry stare as he left the room laughing with Steve. "We'll see you on Monday, try and get some rest." Dan gave me a reassuring smile but it didn't help, but I nodded anyway as we left.