The courtroom was a relic—wood-paneled walls absorbing decades of testimonies and verdicts. Fluorescent lights hummed above as a packed gallery watched. News crews waited outside, cameras ready. But it wasn’t just the crime that drew attention. It was Ethan’s attitude—a child disconnected from the gravity of his actions, treating his trial as an inconvenience.

The Crime That Shocked a Community

Three weeks earlier, seventy-three-year-old Harold Kensington followed his routine: dinner at six, news at six-thirty, a chapter of a mystery novel, then bed by nine. The retired postal worker had lived alone for decades on