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In that moment, it seemed toThe ceiling fans stopped spinning The spectators froze in midbreath

The foreh-pitched whine

“We find the defendants not guilty”

As he uttered those iish face of Henry Wadsworth North The hardest thing of all was seeing the joy that broke out all over his hateful visage

A s of cheers went up from the white audience Reporters rose and sprinted for the doors A collective groan, and then sobs, arose froallery

My father banged his gavel again and again, but no one seemed to care

Chapter 126

AFTER THE COURTROOM HAD CLEARED, I sneaked out a side entrance to avoid the crowd of journalists out front, and did what I had done so ot my bike and headed for the Eudora Quarters

The first person I saas the old man in the blue shack who had showed me the way to Abraham’s house the first time I came out here

“You done your best, Mist’ Corbett,” he called “Nobody coulda done better”

“My best wasn’t good enough,” I called back “But thank you”

He shook his head I continued down the dirt road

A large broo a wicker basket of da another under her arm She picked up the conversation in s goes,” she said

“But it’s not fair,” I said

She laughed “Welcome to my life”