The flight landed on time at Little Rock's Adams Field National Airport, and Bernard and Anthony immediately looked for a hotel to stay at, choosing La Quinta Inn & Suites, downtown. As Anthony unpacked, Bernard gazed from their bedroom window at the busy Broadway Street in front of the hotel, remembering the last time he'd walked it three years ago.
“Margaret wanted us to stay here at this hotel the night before we left for New York,” he said sadly. Anthony turned to see him, stopping unpacking. “I told her that with the little savings we had left we couldn't do that, but she insisted, saying we should do something different before leaving to find our new life elsewhere. I should have accepted, I deprived her of many things for not wanting to risk anything new, always thinking of saving
