[car door closing] [car starting] What was she thinking as she secretly slipped into a car wearing just her pajamas, her mind in turmoil as she rode down Interstate 80 across northern Nevada? Would she, could she reveal what she knew? She was just 18, tiny, 98 pounds and barely five feet tall.
But the story she took with her on that tortured drive was, she knew, going to change everything.
She came, and we talked, and we recorded the conversation with her permission, and it was dynamite.
If anyone could advise her, surely it would be he, about the story she said she had to tell.
It had been eating at me and eating at me.
I couldn't sit there and live with myself knowing what I knew.
And then out it came, the whole terrifying story, possibly true, and possibly a careful and cunning deceit.
I was too in shock and numb.
I didn't know what I was feeling.
It was like I was in a daze.
Still was, she said, about the thing that happened, and about who was there, and what happened after, and what might happen next, in a small town deep in the American desert.
They deserve to be in hell for doing that, and there is nothing they can say or do that will make it better.
They cannot fix this.
It doesn't make sense.
I still wonder to this day why.
What's the real reason? Or what even really happened?
[car door closing] [car starting] What was she thinking as she secretly slipped into a car wearing just her pajamas, her mind in turmoil as she rode down Interstate 80 across northern Nevada? Would she, could she reveal what she knew? She was just 18, tiny, 98 pounds and barely five feet tall.
But the story she took with her on that tortured drive was, she knew, going to change everything.
She came, and we talked, and we recorded the conversation with her permission, and it was dynamite.
If anyone could advise her, surely it would be he, about the story she said she had to tell.
It had been eating at me and eating at me.
I couldn't sit there and live with myself knowing what I knew.
And then out it came, the whole terrifying story, possibly true, and possibly a careful and cunning deceit.
I was too in shock and numb.
I didn't know what I was feeling.
It was like I was in a daze.
Still was, she said, about the thing that happened, and about who was there, and what happened after, and what might happen next, in a small town deep in the American desert.
They deserve to be in hell for doing that, and there is nothing they can say or do that will make it better.
They cannot fix this.
It doesn't make sense.
I still wonder to this day why.
What's the real reason? Or what even really happened?
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