Bad Day for the Home Team – Ch. 1 (second installment)
Written by Alex on August 13, 2010 – 8:33 am
A kid in a corduroy baseball cap looked at him. He held his right ear and just stood there with his mouth open. At first he didn’t move to protect anyone, not even himself. Then he turned to get out of there and tell someone about it.
“Don’t leave.” the shooter told him.
He resumed firing. Shell casings dropped to the floor with hollow clinks.
“Don’t,” he said.
More people fell. Some staggered forward from the impact then fell. Others just sank. It was crazy. The shooter walked a few steps. He looked like his legs had gone to sleep and he wanted to wake them up.
“God, I’m sweating,” he said.