all i see is the blackness
everywhere...it was everywhere. glass across the dinning room and into the living room. it crunched under our shoes. as we picked ourselves up from the phenomenal disaster, we just stared. could this actually happen?! could this really be happening to us?! larsy was lucky. we didn't know how she survived. then i saw, out of the corner of my eye...it was there...it was still there. how did it survive?! and not only survived, but flourished in the destruction. the heart...could it still be beating?
