our vehicle and my wife sees all of this as she's putting the kids in the car, she's trying her best not to frighten them. so she just floors it, she puts it in reverse and she tries to get out as fast as she can. and she's talking to evan and everything, and she's saying, i'm sorry that we didn't get your trophy. and he's saying that's all right mom, i -- and he stops talking. .he took him in her arms and one eye she said was hanging out like a slinky you could see all the veins and everything, the eye was hanging out. he had gotten destroyed on this side of the face an he also had a big gash in his forehead. so she stroked his head, she said, she told him, i'm sorry that i didn't get you out of here. you know, these are the kind of things we have to live with. >> for foster, sharing the story of his son's death helps relieve the pain. he spoke to the wards for more than an hour. >> i'll keep trying until there's no breath left in me, because the cycle needs to stop. but if you don't begin to look