COURTROOM - AUGUST 1903
They’ve been droning on for what seems to you like hours.
Your hands, clutched over your lap, are white and clammy.
You haven’t been given a chance to speak. You probably wouldn’t be able to anyway, the frog in your throat is the size of a house.
I didn’t do it. I swear.
Your thoughts crowd your head, tumbling over one another, clawing to be heard.
The speaker finally lets you talk. Your legs stutter as you slowly stand. You mustn’t faint, your life could depend on this moment.
“I didn’t do it. I didn’t murder him.”
The men cut you off. “If what you say is true-” None of them believe you though. “-then what can you say about the character Walter Price that you have invented for yourself?”
Your head swoons. “...cross-dressing…”
Vomit rises to your mouth. “...illegal…”
A fresh tear appears in your eyes, clouding your vision.
“...punishment..”
YOU ARE READING
MASKED ~completed~
Fiksi SejarahA historical story about a young woman who is in love with another woman, but has to make sacrifices in order to be with her. A novelette / short story written by yours truly x
