My Son’s Warning at the Airport Changed Everything

“My wife,” he cried. “My son. Somebody tell me they weren’t in there!”

I watched his hands clutch the fire chief’s jacket.

Then Quasi said it, and my skin crawled.

“Did you find the bodies yet?”

Not, did you find them.

The bodies.

Attorney Okafor clicked the TV off.

“He’s performing,” she said. “And he’ll keep performing until he realizes there’s no audience continue reading …