“Yes,” I said.

We found somewhere to sit.

There was still a sentencing date to keep, and my daughter would need feeding when I got back.

Both belonged to the same day.

PART 8 — The Limits That Remained

The sentencing judgments gave David five years and Arthur seven.

I read the written terms with my attorney rather than relying on a rumor in the hallway or a recommendation discussed before the judge’s decision.

The sentences imposed were what I recorded.