Alex Kotlowitz

It just seemed like you're awfully hard on yourself.

I mean, you've righted something.

You gave somebody his freedom.

But I think you've been so hard on yourself, you didn't know he was there.

Here's the strange thing about all this.

In certain ways, all of this has been harder for Carla to handle than for Larry.

Sometimes you happen upon a moment, you witness something on the street.

Let's say a man threatening a woman or a parent hitting a child.

And the fate of a complete stranger rests on how you handle things.

And you feel powerless to do anything.

So you turn your head, you walk away.

Or as in Carla's case, you try to do something but not forcefully enough.

Then you resume your life, though those moments stay with you.

Well, imagine if you got a second chance.

Carla did, and she paid a price for getting a second shot at it.

Now she's even more tormented, because it really has sunk in, the kind of power she held 26 years earlier.

And so she feels ashamed.

Larry, though, sees it all quite differently.

She's my angel.

While Carla spends sleepless nights staring at her angels, remembering the past, Larry's trying to forget.