
In the morning, the town comes back to life. Birds crow overhead, a snake nearby hisses, a lingering coyote dips behind a shop before disappearing into the wild. It's a frightening contrast to the stillness of yesterday but it doesn't mean it's over yet. After all, today is the trial.
The Sheriff stands on the porch of the Town Hall and brings his hand up to his mouth to let out a whistle. He'll thumb back to the Hall behind him and very clearly state --
"Trial time, folks. Get in here and figure out who did it."
And then he'll turn to leave before pausing and adding on,
"Bring a snack or somethin' too.
The Town Hall is set up more like a court house, a Judge's bench at the front but instead of at center, it's off to the side as if more for observation than participation. There's a table at the front of the room already holding a small box and a pad of papers and pen, for voting apparently. A side room containing only a metal gurney is next and today it's obvious why there's a gurney there at all with the corpse, resting right on top of it. Aside from that, there are rows for everyone to take a seat and it's only after everyone is inside and settled, that the doors close and the Sheriff speaks.
"Well, have at it. You've got till nine."
And then, he points to a clock on the wall that reads 12:00. Good luck.
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[ And for Sara, who loved her kids, her class, even the kids here-- it hurts like hell. ]
And for that, I can't say I didn't do anything wrong.
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What if you aren't voted guilty? What will you do then? [You know, considering Felix impaled a dude.]
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And it's not like I'll be able to set things right.
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...the diary. What were you talking about?
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... As for that, it's in Russell's room. He told me to tell you that you could read it.
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[There's a long, lingering pause.] ...I want to do what's right, but I want to respect your wishes. What do you want me to do?
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Take care of Barnham, okay? He might put up a fight about it, but it's out of my hands now.
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That's not at all what I meant, and he already got on my case for trying a week ago. [There's a shaky breath.] I meant about you. Since...you did this for me. [Sort of.]
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[ SARA. ]
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[ like there was ever any doubt. ]
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