Everybody thinks they can't be their kid until it is.

This is her baby.

His body was laying on a little bit of a clearing.

This was someone who had a violent and cardiac.

That's my brother. I want anything and everything

you've done for him to adjust is we want answers.

We want answers.

I said who beat my baby?

Me, Daligo, swung on me.

How do you get in a scaffold with somebody

and the next thing you know, you're being charged with murder?

He knows he hurt my son bad.

I've lived everywhere my son said and I still do this dad.

It was the first time I've ever had this happen.

We had to stop and think whether we heard it right.

Several of the jurors were visibly shaken.

I could hear crying from the other side.

I could hear crying from our side.

If somebody beats up your baby, you don't drop it.

Hard by the four lane and yards from the chicken wing place

is an unlikely scrap of wilderness in a southern Illinois town.

A thicket of vines and brambles, acres of thorns that tear at the flesh.

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