Page 34 of Michael's Awakening
Looking back at the clock, I was shocked that so much time had passed while I’d been in my head. I had to be at work soon. Finding Gabriel’s name in my phone, I sent him a good morning text and then went to take a shower and get dressed for the day.
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I sat at my desk and shuffled through the paperwork for my current case. My case load was always stacked sky high, but that was just the business of being an attorney. The one I was focusing on now really ate at me.
It was a child abuse case.
With my past, this case hit a little too close to home. The man I was prosecuting was accused of physically abusing his son and sexually abusing his daughter. The children were twins and were only seven years old. It was fucking repulsive. The mother had filed the charges against her husband, stating she had noticed odd behavior from the twins, unexplainable bruises and markings, and how the daughter had complained about her private parts hurting. All tale-tell signs of abuse.
The case built against the man so far was weak. More evidence would be needed for a solid conviction.
Only time would tell.
Thinking of time, I looked at the clock and grabbed my phone. The flower shop should be open by now. When the lady answered, I ordered a bouquet of lilies to be delivered to Gabriel’s mother’s grave. If I couldn’t physically be there with him that day, I wanted him to know he was in my thoughts. And I remembered him telling me that his mother’s favorite flower was the lily.
After the flowers were ordered, I turned my attention back to the case before me and tried to block everything else out.
