Chapter 13 - DIANE'S LAST PERFORMANCE
Diane arrived at the civil protection hearing wearing navy blue, a soft scarf, and the expression of a woman attending her own funeral.
She walked slowly with a cane.
Her attorney described her as a frightened grandmother targeted by an unstable daughter-in-law.
Then Mara played the birthday livestream.
Diane's face changed when the slap filled the courtroom monitor.
Her lawyer objected to context.
Mara played the longer version.
Diane insulting me.
Diane grabbing Lily.
Diane causing the bowl to spill.
Diane striking a two-year-old.
Then Diane conspiring with Jason and Brooke after I left.
The judge watched without expression.
Mara introduced Lily's medical report.
Rosa's notebook.
The photograph from the Stanton Hotel.
The tracker from the stuffed bear.
The altered kitchen video and the restored original.
Diane's attorney stopped calling the case a misunderstanding.
When Diane testified, she denied intending to hurt Lily.
"It was discipline," she said.
The judge leaned forward.
"You struck a two-year-old in the face."
"In my generation, children were corrected."
"A two-year-old is not corrected by being hit in the face."
Diane's mouth tightened.
Then Mara asked about the trust.
Her attorney objected, and the judge limited the questioning, but the damage had already been done.
Diane became angry.
Anger made her careless.
"That money was family money," she snapped.
Mara went still.
"Lily's trust was family money?"
Diane realized too late what she had said.
Her lawyer asked for a break.
The judge denied it.
By the end of the hearing, the no-contact order was extended.
Diane was prohibited from contacting Lily directly or indirectly.
Brooke remained restricted as well.
Jason's parenting time would require therapeutic supervision and could not expand without written recommendations from professionals involved in Lily's care.
Outside the courtroom, Diane finally dropped the helpless-grandmother act.
She turned on Jason in the hallway.
"You weak little coward," she hissed. "I gave you everything."
Jason stared at her.
"No. You kept everything."
For once, he did not lower his eyes.
Diane slapped him.
The sound echoed through the courthouse corridor.
Security moved instantly.
Jason touched his cheek and looked at me.
Months earlier, I might have found some cruel satisfaction in the symmetry.
I felt none.
I only thought of Lily.
A security officer escorted Diane away.
Jason whispered, "Now I understand."
I shook my head.
"No, Jason. You understood before. You just thought it would never happen to you."
That afternoon, prosecutors notified Mara that the financial investigation had reached a decision.
Diane was going to be charged.
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So was Jason.
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