The church has not canonized Mother Jones. A few doors down there's a windowless block building. The sign doesn't advertise it as a bar. This is the neighborhood where Roscoe stops the car. She walks through the door of the Laughlin Chapel community center.
Ferocious shouts echo through the institutional walls of the center.
Roscoe steps past a pile of tiny shoes with socks stuffed in them, back into a back room. Two dozen or more children, ranging from 3 feet to 6 feet, stand wide-legged and barefoot in rows on a big mat. They wear white karate clothes. The shouts have evaporated instantly into silence. The little ones wiggle as little as possible - a child's version of motionless.