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affinity for the death penalty。 Adam despised him too； but he knew that in a matter of weeks； maybe days； he would be sitting in the governor's office in Jackson； Mississippi； begging for a pardon。
The video ended with Sam； in handcuffs once again； being led from the courthouse after the jury condemned him to death。 His face was expressionless。 His lawyer appeared to be in shock and uttered a few unremarkable ments。 The reporter signed off with the news that Sam would be transported to death row in a matter of days。
Adam pushed the rewind button and stared at the blank screen。 Behind the armless sofa were three cardboard boxes which contained the rest of the story： the bulky transcripts of all three trials； which Adam had purchased while at Pepperdine； copies of the briefs and motions and other documents from the appellate warfare that had been raging since Sam's conviction； a thick and carefully indexed binder with neat copies of hundreds of newspaper and magazine stories about Sam's adventures as a Klansman； death penalty materials and research； notes from law school。 He knew more about his grandfather than anyone alive。
Yet； Adam knew he had not scratched the surface。 He pushed another button； and watched the video again。
7
THE funeral for Eddie Cayhall occurred less than a month after Sam was sentenced to die。 It was held in a small chapel in Santa Monica； and attended by few friends and even fewer family members。 Adam sat on a front pew between his mother and sister。 They held hands and stared at the closed casket just inches away。 As always； his mother was stiff and stoic。 Her eyes watered occasionally； and she was forced to dab them with a tissue。 She and Eddie had separated and reconciled so many times the children had lost track of whose clothes were where。 Though their marriage had never been violent； it had been lived in a continual state of divorce … threats of divorce； plans for divorce； solemn chats with the kids about divorce； negotiations for divorce； filings for divorce； retreat from divorce； vows to avoid divorce。 During the third trial of Sam Cayhall； Adam's mother quietly moved her possessions back into their small house； and stayed with Eddie as much as possible。 Eddie stopped going to work； and withdrew once again into his dark little world。 Adam quizzed his mother； but she explained in a few short words that Dad was simply having another ‘bad time。' The curtains were drawn； the shades were pulled； the lights were unplugged； the voices were lowered； the television was turned off as the family endured another of Eddie's bad times。
Three weeks after the verdict he was dead。 He shot himself in Adam's bedroom； on a day when he knew Adam would be the first one home。 He left a note on the floor with instructions for Adam to hurry and clean up the mess before the girls got home。 Another note was found in the kitchen。
Carmen was fourteen at the time； three years younger than Adam。 She had been conceived in Mississippi； but born in California after her parents' hasty migration westward。 By the time she was born； Eddie had legally transformed his little family from Cayhalls to Halls。 Alan had bee Adam。 They lived in East L。A。； in a threeroom apartment with dirty sheets on the windows。 Adam remembered the sheets with the holes in them。 It was the first of many temporary residences。
Next to Carmen on the front pew was a mysterious woman known as Aunt Lee。 She had just been introduced to Adam and Carmen as Eddie's sister； his only sibling。 As children they were taught not to ask questions about family； but occasionally Lee's name would surface。 She lived in Memphis； had at one point married into a wealthy Memphis family； had a child； and had nothing to do with Eddie because of some ancient feud。 The kids； Adam especially； had longed to meet a relative； and since Aunt Lee was the only one ever mentioned they fantasized about her。 They wanted to meet her； but Eddie always refused because she was not a nice person； he said。 But their mother whispered that Lee was indeed a good person； and that one day she would take them to Memphis to meet her。
Lee； instead； made the trip to California； and together they buried Eddie Hall。 She stayed for two weeks after the funeral； and became acquainted with her niece and nephew。 They loved her because she was pretty and cool； wore blue jeans and tee shirts； and walked barefoot on the beach。 She took them shopping； and to the movies； and they went for long walks by the shore of the ocean。 She made all sorts of excuses for not visiting sooner。 She wanted to； she promised； but Eddie wouldn't allow it。 He didn't want to see her because they had fought in the past。
And it was Aunt Lee who sat with Adam on the end of a pier； watching the sun sink into the Pacific； and finally talked of her father； Sam Cayhall。 As the waves rocked gently beneath them； Lee explained to young Adam that he had a brief prior life as a toddler in a small town in Mississippi。 She held his hand and at times patted his knee while she unveiled the forlorn history of their family。 She laid out the barest details of Sam's Klan activities； and of the Kramer bombing； and of the trials that eventually sent him to death row in Mississippi。 There were gaps in her oral history large enough to fill libraries； but she covered the high spots with a great deal of finesse。
For an insecure sixteen…year…old who'd just lost his father； Adam took the whole thing rather well。 He asked a few questions as a cool wind found the coast and they huddled together； but for the most part he just listened； not in shock or anger； but with enormous fascination。 This awful tale was oddly satisfying。 There was a family out there！ Perhaps he wasn't so abnormal after all。 Perhaps there were aunts and uncles and cousins with lives to share and stories to tell。 Perhaps there were old homes built by real ancestors； and land and farms upon which they settled。 He had a history after all。
But Lee was wise and quick enough to recognize this interest。 She explained that the Cayhalls were a strange and secret breed who kept to themselves and shunned outsiders。 They were not friendly and warm people who gathered for Christmas and reunited on the Fourth of July。 She lived just an hour away from Clanton； yet never saw them。
The visits to the pier at dusk became a ritual for the next week。 They would stop at the market and buy a sack of red grapes； then spit seeds into the ocean until well past dark。 Lee told stories of her childhood in Mississippi with her little brother Eddie。 They lived on a small farm fifteen minutes from Clanton； with ponds to fish in and ponies to ride。 Sam was a decent father； not overbearing but certainly not affectionate。 Her mother was a weak woman who disliked Sam but doted on her children。 She lost a baby； a newborn； when Lee was six and Eddie was almost four； and she stayed in her bedroom for almost a year。 Sam hired a black woman to care for Eddie and Lee。 Her mother died of cancer； and it was the last time the Cayhalls gathered。
Eddie sneaked into town for the funeral； but tried to avoid everyone。 Three years later Sam was arrested for the last time and convicted。