Everyone was talking about an apparent murder-suicide, including Rock, who sat in the drivers seat of his car beside a young African American woman he barely knew. It was late at night, and they were in a parking lot near Clinton National Airport in Little Rock.
The day before, someone found a prominent middle-aged woman and her teenage daughter shot to death at their home in a ritzy Little Rock neighborhood.
"I wonder which one was the murderer," the woman said.
"It's hard to know for sure, of course, but I think I'd lean toward the daughter," Rock said.
"Why?"
"I don't know. It's just a little harder for me to a imagine a woman killing her child than the other way around."
"Yeah, but like you said, we don't know the circumstances."
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