“She didn’t tell me at first that her son had been murdered. For some reason, though, I deduced that he had been murdered. She said he had been killed. I asked her if he had been murdered and she nodded her head and said yes. “This woman had come to Hawaii to forget probably the greatest pain that any mother could ever feel. But at that time, inside myself, within the blackness of my cold and shut-off heart, I just wanted to take advantage of her grief and vulnerability to satisfy my desires.
