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Emma stood.

My daughter walked to the front of the courtroom in a simple sweater and dark skirt. She looked small beside the wooden podium. Small, but not weak.

She unfolded one page.

“I used to love my aunt,” she said.

The courtroom went still.

“I thought she was funny. I thought she was cool. After she hurt me, I had nightmares continue reading …