They Were About to Split Up Five Kids Under Seven. The One Man Willing to Take All Five Knew Exactly What That Does to a Child

Scattered somewhere across a map he wasn’t allowed to see.”

The room has gone very still.

Somewhere behind me I hear the state’s attorney set his pen down on the table.

I look up at Judge Harmon, and I say the sentence I have never once said in a government building.

“I am that seven-year-old boy, Your Honor.

That was me.”

Chapter 9 — I Am That Boy

I let that sit in the room for a second, because I needed a second too.