jury duty
inspecting his face
in his leather shoes
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Natasha Adams
Natasha Adams is a poet residing in the hills of Perth Western Australia. She has a scientist's eye for discovery and hopes, one day, to name a new species. Tash can be seen investigating nature with her children or counting syllables on her fingers (walking whilst doing so may result in injury).
She blogs on all things haiku at tashadams.com
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I've never been called for jury duty, but I imagine I'd make a big effort with my appearance too. :) Love the gentle humour in this, Natasha.
I was on a horrid sex abuse case of father abusing daughter. I had a very intelligent jury, and even the judge asked two jurors to cross question the defendant as both defence and prosecution lawyers were useless.
I've never been called for jury duty, but I imagine I'd make a big effort with my appearance too. :) Love the gentle humour in this, Natasha.
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I was on a horrid sex abuse case of father abusing daughter. I had a very intelligent jury, and even the judge asked two jurors to cross question the defendant as both defence and prosecution lawyers were useless.
Oh, I thought the one on trial was looking at his reflection! Guess I've been reading too many godfather-type of novels.
Thanks for the comments guys. I'm thoroughly enjoying this series of "Tiny Words"