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SOME PEOPLE BELIEVE IN MIRACLES WHILE OTHERS SIMPLY DO NOT. Jacob Barber was one of those people to not believe in miracles, but that very morning, his mind changed.
Jacob Barber was going to become a free man, and that was a miracle.
The seventeen-year-old got dressed in his nicest suit and tie. He had a delicate smile on his face the whole car ride to the courthouse.
"Court all rise!" The bailiff ruled.
The courtroom stood up from their seats, patiently awaiting further instructions.
"Hear ye, hear ye, hear ye! The honorable Judge French presiding. The court is now open, please be seated."
Judge French sat at the front of the courtroom, shifting in his seat before speaking. "Ladie and gentlemen of the jury, eight A.M., this morning, the commonwealth filed a nolle prosequi announcing its decision to drop charges against the defendant, Jacob Barber.
This is a response to recent developments in the case you, no doubt, will be learning shortly. The defendant will please rise." Judge French requested.
