When I left Los Angeles, Ithought I'd gone far enough. Ada was the kind of woman...

When I left Los Angeles, Ithought I'd gone far enough. Ada was the kind of woman whowouldn't say boo to a goose. She came from a deeplyreligious family in Arkansas. When they found out she waspregnant, they put her out. She lived in a roominghouse in Libertyville. No drugs, no alcohol, neverhad a brush with the law. The boy was polite and quiet. She had him in Sunday schoolat the Methodist church. She would sweep the steps every evening, just to be of service. I never met Ada. Every now and again, I'd see her and her son walkalong the road into town. They didn't have a car. Landlady found the bodies