Object

The defendant jumped to his feet. His chair squawked, rocked back, slammed down on the floor. “I object!”

The judge peered over his wire rims at the outburst.

The defendant continued, “It isn’t my fault! He built his—”

The gavel slammed down like a gunshot. “Sit down, Mr. Williams.” The judge’s eyes bore holes.

“But, but, I have evidence. The car was … look here is an astrological chart, and here is the phase of the moon—”

The gavel peeled another wooden bang. “I said to sit down, Mr. Williams.”

Williams’ arms flailed about his head. “I demand a new attorney!”


Picture is copyright by Joe Gratz.

Daily Post prompt. (100 words)

 

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