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eye-sight deficiency?”
     
    At that moment, the Roddard woman raised her hand in protest, to which Janette quickly attended, raising her own hand to silence her. “Yes, yes I know. You said something about having glasses. I know we even had your eye doctor on the stand a couple of minutes ago that attested to his ability to diagnose you, and the fact that your prescription was suitable. Yes. Yes, we are all aware that you wear glasses-“
     
    “Objection!” Benson shot out of his chair. “Is there a question in that?” he demanded.
     
    Janette, knowing that it was precisely because he knew exactly where the question was and what it was going to be that motivated his little stalling attempt in the first place, turned, and, with a smirk, replied with, “The best things are worth waiting for.”
     
    “Sustained.” The judge snapped without so much as looking at Janette.
     
    She smirked. “Please excuse that interruption,” she replied, turning back to face her witness. “Anyways, I was about to ask you, because I was sitting in my chair this entire time just pondering… do you wear your glasses to bed?”
     
    The woman’s face went blank, but Janette could tell through looking into her eyes that she was desperately looking for ways to answer that question without actually answering that question. Evidently, she failed to figure that one out. “No.”
     
    Janette nodded, turning to throw her client a triumphant look. “Okay, great. Well, why don’t you humor me for a moment?” she continued. “Because I’m still a little confused. You’re wearing your glasses right now, because you can’t see without them. Am I to believe that you were able to see through two windows with nothing but moonlight to aide you? Am I to believe that you were able to not only witness an entire murder, but remember who it was that you saw and be able to pick her out in a courtroom?”
     
    “I put them on.” The woman argued back, but Janette could just tell that she was lying; now all she had to do was point that out to everyone else in the courtroom.
     
    She chuckled to herself. “But, the detective who interview you, said, just a few days ago that you were not wearing them when the police arrived. Why would you take them off?”
     
    “I went back to sleep.” At this point, the woman’s voice audibly shook, making it increasingly obvious to the jury that she was bluffing.
     
    Janette nodded. “Oh? That’s right. That reminds me. Aren’t you on Ambien?” she asked.
     
    The woman nodded, this time, not even trusting her voice enough for an audible response.
     
    “So, you mean to tell me, that under the influence of a sleeping aide, the sound of scream heard all the way across the street, from a different house was enough to awake you? And, furthermore, that you were so awake, you thought, ‘Oh let me search for my glasses in complete darkness, before I even look out of the window,’” she replied.
     
    The woman nodded, somehow, becoming even more unsure of herself.
     
    “Also, since you apparently went to sleep immediately after this whole altercation took place, how can you be sure that you remember the events, or even the time correctly?” Janette asked. It was obviously a rhetorical question for the masses, but since that poor old woman was the one on the stand, she was the one who was expected to answer it.
     
    Her jaw swung open as she sat there, gaping and confused. “I… am?” she replied.
     
    It took everything inside of Janette to stop herself from laughing at the woman. She shot the jury a meaningful look before turning to face the rest of the courtroom, as well as Benson, who sat there looking as if he was suffering from a terrible case of diarrhea. If Janette had any doubt that she had won the case, it was all shattered in that one, gloriously pained expression on Benson’s face. Somehow, she managed to find herself turned on by that as well. “No further questions.” She mumbled as