The door to the Defendant’s Lobby of Courtroom #3 clicks closed softly as Phoenix ushers out all the new faces you can hardly keep track of. Miles, still, doesn’t meet your eyes. He doesn’t say a word. It’s so odd to look at him. It fills you with a swirl of emotions you could never begin to describe- none of them apparent on your face. He’s.. what, 39 years old now?

So much has changed. And it doesn’t look like he’s going to start this inevitable conversation..