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Tell us why? The question sat on everybody's lips. What kind of man could do something like that to a baby? They stared hard into my eyes, trying to find the beast that lurked inside me. Deborah. Mama. Strangers. To this day everybody still stares, and everybody still wants to know.

Why?

I just laugh.

Why? Shit, you tell me! I got a shitload of my own whys. But hey, I ain't never been the type to buck fate or throw up a whole bunch of bullshit excuses, so sitting here in the death house with the clock ticking down me, why start bitchin' up now?

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