Dicey

We entered the courtroom a little after 10:00. The prosecution’s medical expert explained in detail how Deiter’s girlfriend died.  He argued that had Deiter hit the brakes sooner, the angle of impact would have been different. The girl might have survived.

I looked at Deiter. He had gone pale, his face a mask of anguish and pain.  No matter what the outcome of the trial, he would live with his guilt the rest of his life.

I put myself in his shoes. He was at a party with his girlfriend. They weren’t drinking heavily, but they were drinking.  She wanted to go home. He knew he shouldn’t drive, but he didn’t feel drunk. He thought there was only a slim chance anything bad could happen.

He rolled the dice.

Today I won’t roll the dice.

Jury Duty © 2020 by Ken Montrose

Jury Duty is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.

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