Previously on murder etc.

You turn the page and you read narcotics officer shot in head.

That one caught me.

Within 24 hours of the loop was being murdered, word on the street is this wacky

wakefield.

The people thought that he was railroaded and I don't know if that could be true in life,

but it wasn't a lot of evidence pointed him.

I would think about how they was going to kill me and I would look out the windows.

They had this little brick building and the guys that serve we call them

running rounds I said what is that building right there and then they say that's the

death house And they say, that's the deaf house.

I haven't been kind of going over motherless child a little bit. So these are the words. Sometimes I feel like a motherless child.

Sometimes I feel like a long way from home. You likely won't see Charles Wakefield as happy and at peace

as he was one day in Greenville, South Carolina, when he heard his sister Vanessa sing. a long way

way from home. Wakefield sat in a little chair a few feet away,

rocking backward and forward. His eyes closed. As far from his childhood, as far from his childhood as far from 1975 as far from death row as he'd ever been

He looked as though he wanted the singing to never stop.

But when it finally did, he checked on how close the sun was

to the horizon, and he got out of Greenville

as quickly as he could.

I've always found it, I don't know, maybe a little sad or maybe it's something that when you come

to Greenville you're, you never really seem comfortable.

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