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That night my daughter fell asleep on the couch while I sat quietly in the kitchen thinking about everything that had changed. My husband once believed I was powerless because I stood quietly beside him.
But silence is not weakness.
Sometimes silence is simply patience waiting for the truth to arrive.
And on that morning in the courtroom the truth arrived inside a sealed folder.
THE END.
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