The witness is girlish, her blonde hair in pigtails, a small, soft figure on the stand. She says:
"He had blood all over his face . . . and we looked into each other's eyes for a minuteI don't know however long and I said, 'Oh, God, I am so sorry. Please make it stop.' And then he just fell to the ground into the bushes."
The witness is talking now about a long day and two murders later:
"Charlie [Manson] and I started walking hand in hand on the beach. It was sort of...
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