Court (2)

In a single file line, we followed the judge back to his chambers, which was his own private office. He closed the door and went to sit behind his desk as we stayed standing. Mr. and Mrs. Atkins both stayed on either side of me, while both lawyers stood more in the front. 

"What is it?" The judge asked. 

"My clients have a more personal concern regarding Jake." Mr. Pickens took the lead. "You see, we've been informed that Jake may be unable to participate in his school's baseball tournament since the state is threatening to remove him from the Atkins' household."

"Threatening?" Mr. Roberts snarled. "We aren't threatening. We're doing our jobs."

"And your job is to take away a fun pastime that Jake likes to partake in?" Mr. Pickens rebuked.