“My mom always said Moose knows the truth.”
The courtroom fell silent, the air heavy with tension and anticipation. Judge Dawson leaned forward, her eyes softening. “Isla, can you tell us more about Moose and how he helps you?”
Isla took a deep breath, glancing at Moose, who sat unwaveringly at her side. “Moose… he knows when I’m scared. He knows when someone isn’t safe. He tells me when to run.”
