Bella tries to stick to the plain, bare facts; a prosecutor will be better than her at spinning it into a story that tones down the things juries won't like and yanks on their heartstrings with everything else. She writes and writes and writes.
Finally, when her hand is cramped again after having been triangled into submission twice and she's filled both sides of every page in the notebook and sixteen pages of a new one, her mental representation of the memories will scroll no farther.
She puts down the pen and backs off to just surface reading.
"Does anything in your architectural plans for the renovation of this house suggest the soundproofing?" Bella asks.
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Date: 2012-09-24 05:55 pm (UTC)Finally, when her hand is cramped again after having been triangled into submission twice and she's filled both sides of every page in the notebook and sixteen pages of a new one, her mental representation of the memories will scroll no farther.
She puts down the pen and backs off to just surface reading.
"Does anything in your architectural plans for the renovation of this house suggest the soundproofing?" Bella asks.