My Daughter Called on Easter and Whispered, “Dad… He Hurt Me Again”—Twenty Minutes Later, I Walked Into Her Husband’s Mansion
The exact label mattered less to me than Hannah not having to endure a full trial unless she chose to.
She asked:
“If I say I’ll testify, will that force a better plea?”
Her lawyer said:
“Possibly.”
I said nothing.
Her choice.
Finally, Hannah answered: