I Am Cage

One word. One syllable. A million consequences. As the court room came to life with chattering, mumbling, and excitement, the Judge called for order. At that moment, I did not know if the gavel or my own heart was pounding harder. But as order was restored to as normal as could be expected, the DA then asked me, “Please identify the person that you witnessed shoot Mr. Babbage by pointing your finger at that individual”. This should have been much easier. The hard part was over. Right? Who knew that by this simple act of pointing my finger and identifying the person that I saw ensured that I would no longer exist....at least not in the manner in which I had for these past 25 years of my life on this earth. With as much strength as I could muster, I raised my slightly trembling right hand and pointed at the defendant, Carmine Tortino. One simple act.........a lifetime of consequences.