“That’s true. However-”
“You spell it out right here, Doctor.” He held up the article, flipped a page, and jabbed his finger at it. “Right here in Table Three. ‘Spielberger State Anxiety scores, Rosenberg self-esteem scores, Achenbach Adjustment scores were all’- and I’m quoting verbatim-‘
“This is starting to sound argumentative,” said Mal. “We’re here to find facts.”
“Quasi-facts, at best,” said Moretti. “This is psychology, not science.”
“
“Your witness’s report seems to be contradicting his own published work, Counselor.”
“Would you like me to answer your question?” I asked Moretti.
He removed his glasses, sat back, and gave a quarter-smile. “If you can.”
“Read the discussion section,” I said. “The last three paragraphs specifically. I list several problem areas chronically ill children have to deal with throughout their lives- pain and discomfort, disruption of school due to treatment and hospitalization, body changes brought about by both disease and treatment, social rejection, overprotectiveness by parents. In general, children cope well with these problems, but problems still exist.”
“The discussion section,” said Moretti. “Aha. The place researchers dump their conjectures. But your own
“In other words,” Mal broke in, turning to me, “what you’re saying, Dr. Delaware, is that sick children and traumatized children face a constant flood of challenges- life is
“Yes.”
Mal swept his eyes up and down the table, avoiding Moretti, establishing momentary eye contact with each of the other lawyers. “No reason to penalize a child for coping well, is there, gentlemen?”
“Who’s the witness here?” snapped Moretti, waving the reprint.
“No reason to penalize a child for dealing with his trauma,” said Mal.
“
He allowed himself a full smile.
To him it was all a game. I thought of little boys engaging in back-alley pissing contests and said, “Good point, Mr. Moretti. Chronically ill and traumatized children are very different. That’s why I was wondering why you quoted from the article in the first place.”
A couple of the other lawyers smiled.
“Touche,” Mal whispered in my ear.
One of the other insurance lawyers was whispering in Moretti’s ear. The lead man wasn’t pleased with what he was hearing but he listened impassively, then put the reprint aside.
“All right, Doctor, let’s talk about the whole notion of early childhood
“You understand wrong,” I said. Moretti reddened. Mal raised his eyebrows and gave a soft whistle.
“Now, Doctor-”
“What I
“It certainly
“This father’s IQ will never be tested again,” said Mal.
“In lieu of that, I requested that Mrs. Burkhalter take an IQ test, but you refused that request, Mr. Worthy.”
“She’s had enough stress, Counselor.”
“No matter,” said Moretti. “Inferences may still be drawn from what we know of these people. Neither Mr. nor Mrs. Burkhalter finished high school. Both were
“It’s hardly that simple,” I said. “Parental IQ predicts children’s IQ better than most other factors, but it’s still not a very
“Are you a gambler, Doctor?”
“No. That’s why I took this case.”
The reporter smiled.
Moretti turned to Mal. “Counselor, I’d advise that you counsel this witness on appropriate demeanor.”
“Consider yourself advised, Dr. Delaware,” said Mal, fighting a grin. He flashed his cuffs and studied his Rolex. “May we proceed?”
Moretti put his glasses back on and scanned some papers. “Dr. Delaware,” he said, then paused as if anticipating a punch line. “Come now, Dr. Delaware. You’re not saying that except for the accident, Darren Burkhalter would have been expected to become a nuclear physicist, are you?”
“No one knows what Darren would have become or what he
“What was his language like before the accident?”
“His mother reports he was starting to talk. However, after the traum-”
“His mother,” said Moretti. “And you base your conclusions on what she tells you.”
“Along with other input.”
“Such as your interview with his day-care teacher.”
“Such as.”
“His teacher’s
“She seemed very credible and had a good understanding of Darren. She reported that the parents were very involved, very loving. His father, in particular, had taken an interest in his-”
“Yes, let’s talk about his father. Gregory Joe Burkhalter had a criminal record. Are you aware of that, Doctor?”
“Yes I am. A conviction for petty theft, several years ago.”
“Petty theft and larceny, Doctor. He did jail time.”
“What’s the point?” asked Mal.
“The point, Mr. Worthy, is that your