Do You Like Me?

Las Casas

It was already Saturday morning. I knew I had class on Evidence and Trial Techniques at 8 a.m. which was only about six hours away, but I kept drinking until we emptied five pitchers of alcomix and a bottle of brandy. I had decided to skip my class thinking I had not read anything about the Dead Man’s Statute at all and hoping that my past recitation grades can still save my class standing and compensate for an “emergency” absence. Continue reading “Do You Like Me?”