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“Johnny D could have never done this no kind of way, whether we was with him or not,” she said, using the nickname Walter’s fami ...

something good.” “That’s very kind, I appreciate it, but I’m really okay. I know you’ve been working all day, too.” “Well, yes, ...

started telling the truth, it was just easier to believe you were the ones who were lying. It frustrates me to even read it in t ...

“Thank you, that’s very kind,” I started. “I’m so glad to meet you all. Mr. McMillian told me he had a large family, but I didn’ ...

In 1903 , W.E.B. Du Bois included in his seminal work, The Souls of Black Folk, a brilliant but haunting short story. I thought ...

“Sir?” “My people were heroes of the Confederacy. I’ve inherited their land, their title, and their pride. I love this county, b ...

increasingly personal. “Man, all these guys talk about how you’re working on their case. You must not ever get any peace,” he to ...

down, he got right to business. “Mr. Stevenson,” he began. “I can prove that Walter McMillian is innocent.” “Really?” “Bill Hook ...

just maybe, we could persuade local officials to retreat from the case against Walter. I made a motion to reconsider the denial ...

“Have you read the book? It’s a wonderful story. This is a famous place. They made the old courthouse a museum, and when they ma ...

and I was starting to see Chapman as either naive or willfully indifferent—or worse. I tried unsuccessfully not to let my disapp ...

I knew I was right. The law was as clear as it possibly could be on this question. But I also knew that I was talking to someone ...

looked a little relieved but was still pretty rattled when I left. I got in my car with the sinking realization that if everyone ...

Chapter Six Surely Doomed “He’s just a little boy.” It was late, and I had picked up the phone after hours because no one else w ...

“Mr. Stevenson, I’m so grateful.” I was tired and already feeling overwhelmed with the cases I had. And cases with juveniles too ...

Charlie replaced the paper towels with the cloth towel and panicked all over again when he saw how much blood there was. He was ...

squeezed his eyes closed; it was horrible. He could feel himself starting to tremble again, and that’s when he heard his mother ...

for a very long time in the hope that he would give me some kind of response, but the room remained silent. He stared at the wal ...

He never smiled or responded; he just continued looking at the spot on the wall, his face frozen in sadness. “What kind of car d ...

anything, but I gave them my card and told them they could call me. I didn’t expect to hear from them, but within days they call ...