Transcript for Never Coming Home, Day 3: Edmond Randle.

Karla Randle-West: He was a responsible kid. And he always told me when he was young that he was going to take care of me. You know, he was …

Now I'm about to cry. He always told me that he was going to take care of me. No matter what, I was going to be all right in life.

He was telling me he had to go to Iraq. And I was telling him to tell them that he was the only son. That he couldn't go. But he told me he signed up, and he had to go. And he said, "But don't worry about it. It's going to be all right."

When he left it took about three months before I heard from him. I called everybody.

And they told me if nobody came to my door, everything was going to be all right. And then when they came to my door, I was here by myself. It was the worst feeling of my life.

The sergeant came to the door. And he asked for me.

And I said, "No, you are not here to tell me nothing."

And he said, "Can I come in?"

I said, "No. Nothing happen to my son, did it?"

And he asked me to come in and he kept asking so I said, "Yeah." And then once he got in he told me something happened. I was like, "No, he's just hurt. He's not dead." I told him to go home and come back tomorrow and tell me that everything is OK, but you got the wrong person. 'Cause it's not his time, it wasn't his time.

The hardest time is like if I see, you know, somebody with their kids, or when we have family functions and you know I see all my family members with their kids it's kinda hard. I don't like looking at the news, 'cause it's hard, too. 'Cause I get so upset, I'm like, "Why don't you just bring our kids home?"

You know it's too many kids dying. And I get so hurt because I can't make another son. He was one of those kids that, it's like everybody wished they had a kid like him. Mannerable, respectful, never got in trouble. And he enjoyed life. He enjoyed life.

So, I'm angry because that was my buddy. And every time I get depressed, and when I talk to him, I'm OK. 'Cause he was always the one that said, "OK, Mom, it's going to be all right."

No matter what it was he would always be the one to calm me down. But now it's just me, my husband, and my daughter.