He has a gun.Â ÂWho? Tell me, where are you? Who has a gun?Â ÂI love you, Mum.ÂÂ An ordinary school day in March, snowflakes falling, classroom freezing, kids squealing with delight, locker-doors slamming. Then the shooting started. No-one dared take one breathÂ
HeÂs holding a gun to your childÂs head. One wrong answer and he says heÂll shoot. This morning you waved goodbye to your child. What would you have said if youÂd known it might be the last time?