Orville says
(ORVILLE talking to the baby. It’s late.)
Are you awake? Hey, are you awake? Sorry. I know it’s late. It’s just — I saw the guy who killed your mom. I mean I knew he was out on bail, but I didn’t expect to just run into him like that. I don’t think he recognized me but I knew it was him right away. Those photographs are burned into my mind.
He was just there all of a sudden. I came out of work and there he was, just walking down Twenty-Third Street, completely free. The nerve of him to be alive while Carrie — So I followed him. I followed him into a grocery store and watched him buy orange juice and coffee. I followed him to his apartment building and I waited outside. Waited so long my legs were tired from standing.
It started to rain. I was about to leave, just forget the whole thing, and then he came out. I followed him into the subway onto the platform. I stood near him while we were waiting for the train. I could have pushed him right into the oncoming train. I could have done that then. Instead we both got on the train and when he got off, I got off. We went into this church, down in the basement. It was a meeting for people who were trying not to drink or take drugs anymore. I stood in the back. Am I supposed to feel better that the guy who hit your mother with a car is going to some tmeeting? Is that supposed to make everything okay somehow? Other people get up and tell their stories but I’m watching him and all I can think is murderer, murderer, murderer.
I’m going to take care of this. This is what I can do. It’s his fault you have no mother. It’s probably his fault you never cry. I’m going to make sure he’s punished for it.