The hum of the city just waking up reached my ears and I smiled, letting the wind rustle my hair. It was peaceful; perfect. And then the gunshots began.
I texted my daughter to ask her exactly where I was supposed to pick her up. Just as I hit “send” she bounced off my hood, crashed through my windshield and landed lifeless in my lap.
You promised that you would never end the it by choice. You chose.
The woman sang a sad song. Her voice echoed through the old empty seats.
Mommy took me to the zoo.
I am still waiting for her to come back.