[she looks about ready to protest again, but--then she sighs, and sits on the table again]
"...my husband and I...we were killed. Murdered. But it was made to look like an automobile accident."
[she pauses]
"Never the less, there was a trial. Oswald had just graduated, you see, and he...well. He received it as his first trial. To prove that the man accused of driving the other car was innocent. And he did very well--because the man accused was innocent. Someone had stolen the plates off his car and put them on the murderer's. So Oswald did what he should have, and very well."
[her lips press together as she frowns.]
"But...it did not give him the real culprit. No revenge. No justice. Not in the way that he wanted. So he decided that it would be better for him to be a prosecutor. At least that way, he could put people away that deserved it, I suppose. At least, that was his reasoning at the time."
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"...my husband and I...we were killed. Murdered. But it was made to look like an automobile accident."
[she pauses]
"Never the less, there was a trial. Oswald had just graduated, you see, and he...well. He received it as his first trial. To prove that the man accused of driving the other car was innocent. And he did very well--because the man accused was innocent. Someone had stolen the plates off his car and put them on the murderer's. So Oswald did what he should have, and very well."
[her lips press together as she frowns.]
"But...it did not give him the real culprit. No revenge. No justice. Not in the way that he wanted. So he decided that it would be better for him to be a prosecutor. At least that way, he could put people away that deserved it, I suppose. At least, that was his reasoning at the time."