Joseph should have seen it coming. In fact, his surprise at the heavy penalty levied by the Judge only served to anger the Judge.
The judge had not issued a warning, or a fine. No, this was far worse. He had basically thrown 
Joseph under the jail. And for what? Speeding?
As he sat behind bars beginning his long sentence, he pondered the situation. He had lost his license, lost his freedom, lost his insurance, and because he couldn’t work, might even lose his house. All because he was doing 52 in a 35 mph zone. It seemed a bit steep, as traffic violations go. He was only 17 over! No big deal!
The problem, the Prosecutor had reminded the Judge, was that this was Joseph’s umpteenth time in front of the court for the same basic offenses. As the Prosecutor had shuffled through a pile of paper, he had recounted more than eleven court appearances just in the last year, with a couple dozen in the previous five years. Continue reading “The Speeder. A Short Story.”
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