I understand you were there when they found my son.

All this right after I finally found my son and killed him.

He was the person who found Denise's son the night of her car wreck.

Five days later, the man's father went to the scene and found his son on an embankment.

This wail she thought must come from a mother who had just found her dead son.

He winds up in hospital and still hasn't found his son.

It was ironic that, having found his son so late, he must now lose him again.

Amazed, I ran inside, found my son in a phone booth trying to call me, and gave him the items.

The unfortunate mother never found her son nor came to know what she did with him.

The next day neighbors found my son lying in a ditch.