The courthouse was in the old jail. Built of grey stone, thick walls, bars on the mean windows. Just walking in there made you claustrophobic. It smelt of centuries of fear. When the heavy oak door clanged shut behind you the daylight dwindled to less than you'd get on a storm cloud covered day. I wonder if they put the courthouse there on purpose to scare the defendants. It already felt like you were locked up, like you'd never walk on grass again or feel the sun on your hair.

By jeremiahjones, October 1, 2014.