Just up from taking Nicholas out and putting the coffee on, I sit down in front of the computer for some morning work. I wake up my old iPhone, which for some reason is the device I use to stream NPR, and I put it down next to me on the desk to catch the news.
It snaps on in the middle of some story. Or, at the end of it, I quickly figure out.
"—and there's much that still needs to be known, but the community will be dealing with the effects of this tragedy for a long time to come."
The reporter signs off and the filler music starts, and I think, oh god, what now.
Click over to Google. And the sad thing is—well, the other sad thing is—I know all I need to do to find out what happened, here in the good old U. S. of A.
I google shooting.
