bomb_threat
raze
someone
called
the
school
and
said
they
were
going
to
blow
it
up
.
no
one
thought
they
were
serious
about
it
,
but
they
had
to
at
least
tell
us
what
was
going
on
,
in
case
it
really
happened
.
i
walked
home
for
lunch
.
i
didn't
have
my
own
key
yet
.
i
stood
in
the
driveway
,
too
hot
in
a
shirt
that
wasn't
meant
for
the
summer
.
i
rolled
up
my
sleeves
and
felt
sweat
sting
my
eyes
until
the
threat
of
sunburned
elbows
drove
me
into
the
garage.
i
looked
through
boxes
the
woman
who
was
almost
my
stepmother threw
in
there
so
she
wouldn't
have
to
think
about
them
.
i
found
one
of
her
wedding
pictures
.
i'd
never
seen
her
so
young
.
she
looked
like
she
was
laughing
.
her
husband
looked
like
he
wanted
to
be
somewhere
else
with
someone
else
.
all
i
knew
about
him
was
he
was
a
deadbeat
dad
who
sent
his
teenage
daughter
a
card
with
some
money
in
it
for
her
birthday
every
year
.
i
don't
think
she
even
knew
what
he
looked
like
anymore
.
when
our
lunch
period
was
almost
over
,
i
caught
rob
and
sean
walking
down
kildare, heading
back
to
school
.
they
stopped
and
asked
me
what
i
was
doing
.
i
told
them
i
lived
here
.
i
was
staying
home
for
the
rest
of
the
day
.
i
didn't
feel
like
becoming
human
shrapnel
so
early
in
the
school
year
.
they
smirked
and
walked
away
.
the
truth
was
i
didn't
care
so
much
about
some
anonymous
person's imaginary
bomb
turning
me
to
pulp
.
i
was
more
interested
in
staring
at
a
piece
of
someone
else's
life
that
once
meant
everything
to
her
and
now
meant
so
little
it
was
buried
beneath
a
pile
of
junk
in
a
box
that
was
buckling
under
the
weight
of
all
the
forgotten
things
it
held
.
211231
...
kerry
[
lovely
,
raze
]
211231
...
raze
(
you're
always
so
kind
,
kerry
.
and
i've
been
wanting
to
tell
you
:
the
poems
you've
been
writing
lately
are
so
powerful.)
211231
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from