I wasn’t there for the beginning. I didn’t know Elijah. I didn’t know the dog.
Everything I learned, I learned in that courtroom.
And everything that mattered… wasn’t in the official record.
The dog was a pit bull. Small for the breed. Maybe forty-five pounds. White fur, gray patches, ribs visible through her skin. Her coat was thin, worn down …
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