The door flew open and fear burst into the room as the girl
appeared. Another white face, a bit younger, appeared behind her.
“He’s dead. He’s dead. I shot him. He’s dead.” The older
girl spit out the words as she dragged the younger girl into the room. “What do
we do now mom?”
All three girls searched her face for the answer, with eager
anticipation. Yet, she could also see terror in their faces and she reached out
her arms, inviting them all into an embrace. They came immediately, desperately
seeking comfort. “What will we do now?” she wondered silently.
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