This time, however, Judge Norris closed the file in front of her and slowly stood.

“Before I issue any ruling,” she said, “there is another matter this court needs to address.”

The room became even quieter.

“Prior to today’s hearing, I encountered a little boy in the hallway.

He was sitting beside the vending machines crying.

He told me something about what his father had been doing with the mean lady.”

The color instantly drained from Julian’s face.

Judge Norris turned toward the bailiff.