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Tommy with rage in his eyes.
          “Tommy, Come here so I can beat you shitless.”  Tommy ran but the man grabbed and whammed him to the ground.
          “You’re a fuckin’ Bully.  I'm gonna show you what's like to die!”  He punched him several times in the head.
         The mother intervened, but he pushed her away from the beating.
          “Please, Please,” she pleaded. “Let me take him to the fuzz.  I promise you. We'll never see him again.  Then I stay with you forever.  Even if they ever let him come back; I won't take him back. I promise.”
           “You promise.”
           “I don't want him anymore, I want you.”
          “Okay.”
           The mother carried her son to the car. 
           “Mamma, mamma, please don’t put me away, please” Tommy bawled fierce tears.  Blood in encircled his head.
           As she drove away, she said, “I promise.” to her boyfriend.
     
         “We ided the body from dental records to be your son,” the state police said to the parents.  They sat across each other from a faded wooden table.  They sat on plastic chairs.
          “Can we see him?” asked the father of the detective.
          “I don't think you want to do that; the wounds are quite extensive. It's best to rely on memories,”he told them, “We have two suspects.  They have already confessed.  One mother discovered her son had bloody clothes.  She brought him in. The mother told us the other boy who he associated with.  We picked him up.  We had witnesses who saw the two boys with your son as they left the school and were on the highway.”
          “What? Boys are living with their mothers.”  Said the wife in bewilderment.  She squeezed harder her husband's hand. 
           “The boys were both nine.”
                “Nine?  How? How are they capable?”
                “This is very rare.  Sometimes teenagers kill out of emotions or peer pressure.  But these boys are by far the youngest in Massachusetts History.  It was a thrill killing.”    He paused for he felt sure the wife was going to have a panic attack.
                 He continued to speak to them,   “I’m very sorry for your lost.   But don't you worry.  These boys will be placed in the State Hospital. I’m sure they will remain there their entire life. “The couple casted down their eyes.  Their bodies vibrated out of pain.
                 The detective sweated profusely as he pause his speech.
                 “There’s no trial.  They confessed. Both mothers told us they wanted the sons to be committed.  This is considered a medical problem. Quite frankly, both mothers are really unfit, and don't want anything to with their sons because of this situation. Really even though we usually have teenagers, children who murder are sent to the State Hospital. There are teenage murderers from the twenties and thirties still committed to the State Hospital today.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
                                                    Chapter Nine
     
     
          “He was your best friend.” my mother told me. I sat at the dining room table. She went to her small two bed room apartment's kitch en and poured water in a glass from the tap. I looked at a picture of gods head or something.  This picture and the furniture were thirty year old.  I remembered from my Lake Forest home. The home I lived in after we moved from Wayland.
          I replied to her, “I remembered being told at the time by news reports on TV.  Some boys had stabbed him in the head fifty times . But I don't remember him. I wonder why I don't remember him.”  Of course she told me that Sly Stallone (who she said was too short to be Sly Stallone), Oliver Stone and a Saudi Prince all had