god. my wife has a gunshot. >> but the box, eventually fell silent to every year, but one. >> i just, the whole, time felt that vicky was there, she was there with me and she was waiting to see what was going to happen. >> vicky was virginia parish a quiet girl, sweetest texas tea and loyal with a touch as soft as her dark blond hair. >> they can excel that everything that she tried to do >> -- were vicky's crew, friends as long as they can remember. -- sharing your, bicycle sharing your skates, getting out and playing. we had unusual circumstance, we had five girls within a block all the same age. and so we were a gang of girls. >> complete with that normal insecurities. for her part, vicky was a little chunky, she had braces. more the book warm then the social butterfly. >> very happy child, shy, but happy. >> a shyness that was especially evident around boys, except one, bobby. >> once they started dating, if i saw vicky, i saw bobby. >> they hooked up the summer after vicky graduated from high school, bobby needed a job working at his family's ghastly shun. >> i saw him as the outcast loner type on his own. ever