Alvin Melleth

He's back at home, but now he's on hospice.

Doctors give him less than six months.

The lawyers agree they're past the point of texts and appointments.

Naomi drives out to Rising Star.

Tracy lets Naomi in and is surprisingly kind about it all.

She introduces Naomi to Randy, but he's gaunt and barely conscious.

He can't make eye contact, much less answer questions about testimony he gave decades ago.

Naomi instead talks with Tracy about her grief over her husband's illness, about her belief that despite all the wrong Randy Wells did in his life, he was still a man who she loved.

Naomi sits with her for a while and then leaves empty-handed.

The lawyers don't dwell on whether they should have acted sooner, whether they should have just burst into Randy Wells' hospital room and lived with the consequences.

And they'll never know what they might have gotten if they did.

Because the day after Naomi's visit, Randy Wells dies.

We'll be back after the break.

You could argue that the number one public advocate for David Wood's execution is a woman named Marsha Fulton.

In 1987, Marsha's younger daughter Desiree, who she called Desi, was an energetic 15-year-old who, on the last day of eighth grade, never came home.

Her body was the fourth one found in the desert.

Since then, Marsha has consistently organized and pressed for David Wood's execution.

She's all over news reports questioning why he's still alive.

So I found it kind of shocking when the defense team told me they wanted to reach out to Marsha and see if they could get her to switch sides.

That sounded like the biggest long shot yet.