Not My Son

This Isn'T The First Time I'Ve Been In A Court Room And I Know It Won'T Be The Last But It Is The Hardest Plea I'Ve Ever Given. I Was Fighting For Justice Justice For My Son Jason. The Piece Of Trash Seated Across From Me Killed Him. Jason Was A Prominent Basketball Star Just Like His Father And The Love Of My Life. There Was No Way I Was Going To Let This Boy Get Off With Something As Easy As Prison. My Husband Died When Jason Was Ten Jason Was All I Had Left And This Getto Gutter Project-Trash Took My Boy From Me. I Know What You'Re Thinking If Not Jail Then What? I Want The Judge To Grant Me Custody Of This Trifling Waste Of Skin. Jail Is Too Good For Him I Plan On Making Him Suffer For What He Did. He Destroyed Me When He Murdered My Son. Now I Just Have To Make The Judge Believe I Have Only His Best Interest At Heart. My Hands Were Sweaty As I Stood Looking Overy At The Scum I Now Know As Jeremy. It'S Hard To Say What You Will Or Won'T Do. I'Ve Heard People Say. Oh I'D Never Do That. Or How Could She Have Done Such A Thing? Well I Use To Be One Of Those People Until My Son Was Murdered. Now All I Can Say Is Never Say Never. There'S Something Strange About This Boy Though I Can'T Put My Finger On It But Something Just Isn'T Right. By The Way My Name Is Kathryn. Kathryn Cool Attorney Of Law. Jeremy Welcome To Hell.