Chapter 195

• “How practical,” I scoff, shaking my head. “Why didn’t you bring mom? She could have been a witness! She could have told the judge that everything was fine.”
• The judge sighs, scratching his forehead. “Don’t talk directly to the plaintiff, Luna Blackwood. Talk to me. What has your mother to do with this case?”
• “Judge, my mother called me frequently, sometimes even two or three times a day, to see how I was doing. She could have been here to testify what I told her, and that I rarely missed a call of hers. And that only because I was working,” I explain, fighting to keep my voice from shaking. “I even spoke on the phone with my brother every week, and he never uttered any concerns. That’s why I was so shocked about all these allegations as he never addressed them with me.”