Twelve Seconds
He offered a practiced shrug. “Older folks sometimes lose their balance. It’s unfortunate, but it happens.”
“There’s a video.”
“A short clip online. It doesn’t provide enough context.”
“It shows a man striking my mother.”
“Without the original footage, and without a witness willing to give a formal statement, there isn’t much of a case.”
I looked at him without speaking. Eventually he was the one to break eye contact.