Chapter 65
“Fellow citizens,” I began. I looked out over the large crowd. People were milling around. Some were crossing the street. “Good evening and welcome to a conversation
about gun safety.” I looked for Jennifer
and her friends and spotted them about fifty feet in front of the podium. “We are a unique society in that we have
woven the right to bear arms into the very fabric of our governing document –
the United States Constitution.” I
paused for a second.
“You better believe it!” someone shouted from across
the street.
“Second Amendment Rights!” someone tried to start a
chant.
“But like all rights,” I continued, “those
guaranteed by the 2nd Amendment are not unlimited.” I saw some movement around where I had seen
Jennifer, then a loud noise. I fell
backwards. Had someone thrown something
at me? Then, another explosion. A body fell on top of me.
“There’s a shooter!” someone yelled.
I heard a third shot as I felt myself lose
consciousness.
Chapter 66
I heard a loud bang.
Then I saw my father go down.
Then two more gunshots. I looked
for my mother, but I couldn’t see her.
Liz was hugging me. I looked for
Jeff and saw a commotion about fifteen feet to my left. Two figures were rolling around on the
ground. Several police officers raced
toward them. They dragged two men to
their feet. One was holding a gun. It was Jeff.
“Jeff!” I screamed.
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I sat in front of the television watching the local
Cleveland news.
Up
next, get ready for the return of winter.
Our meteorologist Phil Travain has all the weather details. Wait. I’ve just been told we have breaking news
from Pittsburgh where a rally against gun violence turned ugly this
evening. Two people were shot and have
been taken to the local hospital. One
gunman has been apprehended. Police are
still trying to determine if there was more than one shooter. One of the
victims was in the middle of giving a speech at the rally. Names are being withheld pending further
information from the hospital.
“God, it’s George.
For sure one of the victims is George.
I know it as clearly as if they had just said it out loud. Jimmy?!”
I ran out of the room to look for my son.
End of Part 3
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