25 Aug 2011 6 Comments
I’m so sick of this, she thought, as she sat down. Sick and tired.
She wearily stacked the papers in front of her and waited while the defendant was brought in to his place. She sighed heavily and tried, without much success, to stop her eyes from rolling. The bailiff noticed, though, and smothered a grin behind a cough.
The lawyers were next. She knew how they’d be – puffed up with importance and the conviction that their client was innocent, that this was all a gross miscarriage of justice. If she’d heard it once, she’d heard it a thousand times.
Next, the prosecution. They were better, but only marginally. Most of them, fresh out of law school and trying to make a name for themselves so they could move on to big law firms who could pay them big salaries. She’d wager that 90% of them didn’t really care about putting up a case for the good of the state; they cared more about getting their names and faces in the papers and on the news.
Lawyers, she thought. I’m so sick of lawyers, I could vomit.
She listened, half-heartedly, as each side made their final speeches, each trying to score points over the other. She’d heard it all so many times before. This case was no different.
Her mind drifted, as it was wont to do lately, to thoughts of the little cottage by the sea. The one where her love waited for her, patiently tending the garden and baking delicious loaves of bread. She’d love to be there right this second; to hell with this trial and these horrid, contemptible people. She pictured herself just tossing all her papers in the air and then suddenly…
suddenly, she was doing just that.
Putting her hands on the desk and rising slowly, not hearing the gavel as it banged on the bench, she turned to the defendant and, as she tossed the transcripts as high as she could, screamed, “Liar, liar, pants on fire!” She ran from the courtroom, not bothering to get her coat, and got in her car and drove. Life is too short to have to listen to that shit, she gloated.
This is part of the Indie Ink challenge. If you’d like to sign up, just click here. My challenge was Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire and because my computer is misbehaving, I can’t remember who challenged me, so pipe up if it was you, so I can put your link up!
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