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You go to court, and you're just sitting there at a long, shiny brown table like you see in crime movies. My family was in one room, and the police and the people who represented them in another. The mediator goes from room to room, and the process lasts all day.Somebody puts an offer on the table, and then they bring it back to us in the next room, and then we go back with a rebuttal, and you keep going back-and-forth until you reach an agreement. If you don't, that's when you would have to go to trial.Men in suits would sit there and actually talk about what my husband's life was worth. Like, "Oh, OK, well he was only a dad for a year, so he wasn't really that much of a dad. So that takes a little bit of money off."It made me sick to my stomach that that's how they really do it.On the first day, neither side wanted to put the first number out. Honestly, I didn't care if I got $5 or $5 million, because either way my husband is dead. My son can still go on YouTube and watch his father die.
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