Sitting in court

So I’m sitting in court, and I see something I haven’t seen since the third grade. You know how children have this innate ability to flash a disingenuous smile on demand? Picture two eight year olds having a heated debate… over who is most deserving of the last popsicle in the freezer, and one says, “well, at least I don’t pee my pants at night.”

Can you picture that smile?

Now imagine that same smile on an adult. That’s what I’m looking at right now.

Give the gift of words.