TITLE: The Last Conviction
GENRE: Contemporary women's fiction
MC meets with her husband, George, and his lawyer, Murph, in jail to consider the prosecutor's offer of a plea bargain.
Apart from the body itself, our biggest problem was George's dispute with Vicki's father, Mr. Latimer, which supplied a strong motive. George had the opportunity since no one could account for his whereabouts at the time of the girl's murder except for our son who had fallen asleep by the river. And he clearly had the means. A strong man, he could easily hold the young girl underwater and then cover the body with rocks.
"The deal is, they'll accept a plea to manslaughter."
"Manslaughter? He'd have to say he did it?"
Murph nodded. George was silent. He was watching my reaction. I felt dizzy, like I wasn't really in this place. How could he even consider such a deal?
My God, did he do it?
Murph continued. "The good side is, he'd be looking at twenty years max, instead of sixty."
"Twenty years?" I turned to George. "Is that what...I mean, how...God, I don't know what to say."
"It's a roll of the dice no matter what we do," he said. "I'm willing to do whatever you say."
"Me? How can I...This isn't something you can put on me. Either one of you. I can't believe... What would I tell the kids? That I insisted you plead guilty? Is that what you want? To make this all my fault?"
"No, honey. Not that. It's just... you know. I guess I'm asking, if I roll the dice, would you still be there in sixty years?"