‘She’ll be along this afternoon.’
But why go on?
After a terrific legal battle, Rhea drew fifteen years. If it hadn’t been for my evidence she could have beaten this rap. Then I came up before the judge.
He told me what he thought of me. It didn’t amount to much, but he was wasting time: I didn’t think much of myself either. He said he would give me a suspended sentence of five years. If ever I got into any more trouble, the five years would have to be worked off before I began a sentence any other judge might hand out to me. But that was also a waste of time for I was through with trouble.
All I wanted now was Nina and the chance of a fresh start.
Nina was waiting for me as I left court.
She put her hand in mine and smiled at me.
Right at that moment, I felt the fresh start would take care of itself.
THE END
