While Shari would seem a grown-up and appropriate partner for him, someone he had to kill only because he otherwise would have forfeited his freedom, Debra May was only nine, a four-foot slip of a girl who would not be an appropriate romantic or sexual partner for him under any circumstances. He wouldn’t feel particularly good about her abduction, and he couldn’t pull off the illusion that he was a friend of the family and had any kind of reasonable relationship with her. If he had any image of self-worth at all, this is a crime he would be ashamed of.
