Archive for September 3rd, 2008

Why I write dark

Because I need something to do with the storm of emotions that begin to swirl when I hear all the district bus drivers come in over our driver’s radio with, “No [Hamlet] Miller on my bus” and all I can think of is my little 5-year-old child wandering around some lookalike bus stop totally confused because he thought it was his stop, but he doesn’t see his mother and brother, and….

Actually, he fell asleep on the wrong school bus. Several things went wrong today, but not the emergency protocol itself, and he was found after about an hour. Still: do not be surprised if you see a story of mine that contains this incident….


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