![]() ![]() His Uncle Shane, who’d been a father to him during the first few years after his parents had been killed, was now his lawyer. Staying calm had never been his strength, as the man seated to his right knew. He hadn’t been normal since he lost his parents in a house fire when he was five, and then became the subject of a bitter custody battle. That wouldn’t be easy considering the word normal wasn’t one he used to describe himself. Someone Mick hated would have complete control over his prospects, his plans, his dreams, and his life, for who knew how long. If the other side convinced the judge that Mick was unstable, he might very well end up in a mental hospital. He couldn’t give any of them any more ammunition. Sitting in a courtroom, waiting for a stranger to decide his future, Michael Tanner-Mick to his friends, Monstrosity to the old man sitting across the aisle-forced himself to remain still. ![]()
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