Friday, November 30th, 2007
I fix my black dress, smoothing down the hem of the skirt.
I’m nervous. It’s my court date today.
“Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll be fine.” Chris said. I looked up.
“How do you know?” I asked, biting my lip.
“Trust me, you’ll be fine.” He said, pulling me in for…
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