May 29
9 min read
Nothing But Silence.
A School Shooting Short Story
The sun had barely returned from his winter nap, proudly stretching his rays out far enough to awaken the grass, opening the shutters to call to the birds. Branches burst in dark green leaves and stark white blossoms, lifting to the sky, giving off a sickly sweet smell just thick enough to slow everything down, nothing moving faster than a meander, a float downstream with no…
