I just thought it sounded better,

I don't mean to suggest that our hometown was perfect. We never thought it was, even then. Hope was segregated, like the rest of the South. It had its share of human frailty and vice. But kids were taught, growing up, to respect the dignity of each individual. There was a genuine sense of community in Hope, that crossed income lines and in many ways, race as well.

I've been holding something inside that I never even told my girlfriend. It's been eating inside me,

That's when she would be disposed of.

He started talking about his wife and how she was taking advantage of him, spending his money, ... He said he met her at a bar ... that he'd had sex with her one time, and consequently a baby came out of it.

He wanted to know what my thoughts were, and I explained to him that I wouldn't do anything like this,