Miss Bruce: I’m good. I don’t know why I called you down here. Bobby: I’m here. So you can stop acting like you don’t need nobody. How you feeling? Miss Bruce: Stuck. The strongest woman I know found healing today. Now I got to find it, too…This place still looks the same. Bobby: Yeah, but you not the same. Miss Bruce: I'd be lying if I said some Sunday morning I don't still hear that little boy's voice in my head... Praying, asking God to make him normal. I wish I can tell him that he was already normal. Not just him. Everybody.