Sunday, September 25, 2011
Cara sat in the court room; her hands were moist and she felt clammy. She did her best to catch her breath, but he kept staring at her. He kept taking her in against her will. She didn’t want him to look at her or think about her. She just wanted him to disappear.
She knew that if she hadn’t turned him in he wouldn’t be staring at her like this, but she didn’t regret her decision. He had to pay for hurting her family at such a vulnerable time.
When the judge banged his gavel Cara knew that justice had been served. He was going to prison, but he was still staring at her. Even when the judge ordered him to look forward he started at her.
Cara wanted to vomit from the evil in his gaze, but she steadied her clammy hands and took a deep breath. It was all over now, he was gone and no matter how he looked at her he couldn’t get to her now. He couldn’t get to her family either, but she was sure that his evil glare would haunt her from behind his prison bars.