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but she did it. Miss Caldwell, thank you for your testimony. This court recognizes your courage. I stepped down, walked back to the gallery, sat next to Ryan. He squeezed my hand. I cried. Silent tears. Relief.

The prosecution called one more witness. Surprise. Mrs. Dorothy Fletcher, 68, the Owenses’ next-door neighbor for 26 years. She was nervous continue reading …