Sam’s shoulders sank against the wall. He closed his eyes. “The
second one was a crowd of us. I was about fifteen, I guess, and I
was right in the middle of it. A girl had got pregnant by an
African boy. She said he forced her to have sex. There was some
doubt about that. Anyway, we got the boy, took him out, and
lynched him. I was as guilty as the rest of them.”