We figured with the hearing starting on Monday, some kind of settlement offer would have been forthcoming. They’ve had from October to now and nothi...ng. Jury selection started today. They should have a jury empaneled by Thursday afternoon for a Monday trial.”“And you’re sure you want to put me on the stand?”“Megan is. She thinks you’ll engage the jury with your ability to put things in terms they can understand and your ‘disarming personality’. She actually called it your ‘vibe’ and I’m old. "Also, it seems to me, about two months ago, the one time we left youalone at night, we found you in the corner of the living room cryingbecause you heard a scary noise. And you were only alone for a fewhours."So, yes little miss, I think you still need a babysitter. Your brotherdoesn?t need one because he is a real man. Not a sissy.?Jim and Kim were quietly laughing as my mother was talking.?Every so often,? she continued, ?you get it in your head that you aremore grown up than you really are.. She cried out in pain as the two boysquickly followed their brutish elder into death's embrace. Her husbandwas not yet finished, however, as he stalked toward her, intent uponavenging himself upon his dying wife.He shoved the heavy body from atop her, rolling her over onto her backas he glared down at her as if she were somehow at fault here. Heignored her weak cries, and protests of her innocence as he roughlyparted her thighs, and ignored the blood spilling form the grizzlywound in her chest.. She was waiting at the curb at passenger pick up when I finally came out of baggage claim.“Oh my God, Kevin! You look wonderful!” she yelled. She looked wonderful too. At forty years old, she was the youngest of my mother’s sisters and probably the only family member that I was still on good terms with. She was perfectly middle aged, rocking the mom jeans and a vee neck shirt that perfectly showed off her c cup cleavage.She had shoulder length blonde hair and the most piercing yet kind blue.