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Authors: Pat Brown
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as the taking of
another human's life, you will find Ms. Wiggington not guilty by reason of insanity."
I got it and I hoped the jury did to. Charlene killed that man because that
PTSD made her confuse him with another bad man. I felt relief wash over me.
The afternoon was over and when I went to sleep that night, I dreamed
Charlene was back where she belonged in our bed and Big Dog was panting quietly
nearby on the floor. I hoped she was dreaming the same thing.
January 6 - Day Two
It was so darn cold today I wished my truck would start. I put gas back in
it but now I think the battery has gone dead. I hope I can get Mr. Green to
come up here and jumpstart it with his truck, but for now I have to get
dressed, so I can meet the Wiggingtons in town and I
can get into the courtroom.
I almost wished I hadn't made it to court today. The room was filled with
lots of curious people, maybe everyone who lived in town who could get off work
and those who didn't have to work. Nothing bad happened but then nothing good
happened either. I fell asleep a dozen times and when I woke up I saw the jury
was napping too. What the lawyers was talking about today was some legal stuff
that didn't make too much sense to me at all. I guess the spectators were
disappointed as well because they looked pretty bored. The only part that made
me pay attention real good was when the doctor took the stand for the
prosecution. Mrs. Wiggington was sitting next to me
at that time and she squeezed my hand real hard and woke me up.
Mr. Dawson asked the doctor questions about Charlene's health, like did she
have any serious illnesses, was she dying of anything, and was there any
medical issues that would do harm to her mind.
The doctor shook his head.
"No, sir, Ms. Wiggington is in good health.
She has normal blood pressure, normal pulse, a normal blood cell count, no
sugar; nothing unusual or unexpected presented itself in her exam. She is a
healthy young woman of twenty-two."
Mr. Dawson nodded in agreement.
"Did you do an internal exam as well? A female
exam?"
"Yes, sir, I did."
"Can you tell us what your findings were?"
The doctor shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Mrs. Wiggington tightened her grip on my hand.
"Well, sir, it was clear from scars from perineal tears that she had birthed at least couple of babies vaginally." At that,
the jury exchanged looks.
"Go on, doctor."
"Also a history of STD's - sexually transmitted diseases. She's healthy
now but she had been treated for some diseases in her past."
Mr. Dawson looked satisfied. He started towards his table and then he
stopped and looked back.
"But, to be perfectly fair, Doctor, did you do any x-rays to see if the
defendant might have been the subject of physical abuse?"
The doctor nodded.
"Yes, sir. I did do x-rays. There are no signs
of healed broken bones in her body."
"No more questions, Your Honor."
The prosecutor looked more than satisfied now. He left the jury wondering
what Charlene had been doing to get pregnant so many times and get diseases so often.
I wanted to punch the prosecutor in his smug face.
Mr. Green stood up.
"One question, Doctor. Did you do any CT scans
to see if Ms. Wiggington had suffered any brain
injury?"
The doctor looked surprised.
"No, sir, they never asked me to do that."
"Thank you, Doctor. That's all."
********************
January 7 - Day 3
I hated this day right from the start. I don't know where Mr. Dawson found
all those men from Eagle Rock but it seemed like the whole population of males from
that town came into the courtroom.
"Did you have sex with the defendant?"
"Yes, sir. Her, over there,
in the blue dress." He pointed at Charlene.
"Did you have sex with the defendant?"
"Yes, sir. I gave her," he pointed at
Charlene, "twenty dollars and she gave me a blow job in my car."
"Did you have sex with the defendant?"
"Well, I sure as hell 'would' have if the bitch, sorry, Your Honor, if the
another human's life, you will find Ms. Wiggington not guilty by reason of insanity."
I got it and I hoped the jury did to. Charlene killed that man because that
PTSD made her confuse him with another bad man. I felt relief wash over me.
The afternoon was over and when I went to sleep that night, I dreamed
Charlene was back where she belonged in our bed and Big Dog was panting quietly
nearby on the floor. I hoped she was dreaming the same thing.
January 6 - Day Two
It was so darn cold today I wished my truck would start. I put gas back in
it but now I think the battery has gone dead. I hope I can get Mr. Green to
come up here and jumpstart it with his truck, but for now I have to get
dressed, so I can meet the Wiggingtons in town and I
can get into the courtroom.
I almost wished I hadn't made it to court today. The room was filled with
lots of curious people, maybe everyone who lived in town who could get off work
and those who didn't have to work. Nothing bad happened but then nothing good
happened either. I fell asleep a dozen times and when I woke up I saw the jury
was napping too. What the lawyers was talking about today was some legal stuff
that didn't make too much sense to me at all. I guess the spectators were
disappointed as well because they looked pretty bored. The only part that made
me pay attention real good was when the doctor took the stand for the
prosecution. Mrs. Wiggington was sitting next to me
at that time and she squeezed my hand real hard and woke me up.
Mr. Dawson asked the doctor questions about Charlene's health, like did she
have any serious illnesses, was she dying of anything, and was there any
medical issues that would do harm to her mind.
The doctor shook his head.
"No, sir, Ms. Wiggington is in good health.
She has normal blood pressure, normal pulse, a normal blood cell count, no
sugar; nothing unusual or unexpected presented itself in her exam. She is a
healthy young woman of twenty-two."
Mr. Dawson nodded in agreement.
"Did you do an internal exam as well? A female
exam?"
"Yes, sir, I did."
"Can you tell us what your findings were?"
The doctor shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Mrs. Wiggington tightened her grip on my hand.
"Well, sir, it was clear from scars from perineal tears that she had birthed at least couple of babies vaginally." At that,
the jury exchanged looks.
"Go on, doctor."
"Also a history of STD's - sexually transmitted diseases. She's healthy
now but she had been treated for some diseases in her past."
Mr. Dawson looked satisfied. He started towards his table and then he
stopped and looked back.
"But, to be perfectly fair, Doctor, did you do any x-rays to see if the
defendant might have been the subject of physical abuse?"
The doctor nodded.
"Yes, sir. I did do x-rays. There are no signs
of healed broken bones in her body."
"No more questions, Your Honor."
The prosecutor looked more than satisfied now. He left the jury wondering
what Charlene had been doing to get pregnant so many times and get diseases so often.
I wanted to punch the prosecutor in his smug face.
Mr. Green stood up.
"One question, Doctor. Did you do any CT scans
to see if Ms. Wiggington had suffered any brain
injury?"
The doctor looked surprised.
"No, sir, they never asked me to do that."
"Thank you, Doctor. That's all."
********************
January 7 - Day 3
I hated this day right from the start. I don't know where Mr. Dawson found
all those men from Eagle Rock but it seemed like the whole population of males from
that town came into the courtroom.
"Did you have sex with the defendant?"
"Yes, sir. Her, over there,
in the blue dress." He pointed at Charlene.
"Did you have sex with the defendant?"
"Yes, sir. I gave her," he pointed at
Charlene, "twenty dollars and she gave me a blow job in my car."
"Did you have sex with the defendant?"
"Well, I sure as hell 'would' have if the bitch, sorry, Your Honor, if the
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