Bobby Underwood Quote
She began to run again, her legs shaky, her head throbbing, fear reaching into the pit of her stomach and making it difficult to breathe. Pieces of...people littered the street like gruesome confetti. She walked in a desperate dance of fading hope beside others also searching, unwilling to accept that their world had changed in an instant. A man who had no chest lay in the rubble. Someone's grandmother wailed in an unfamiliar language for her daughter and son. The old woman had been late joining them. A man who had gone to get the morning paper stood gaping at the charred table where only moments ago his wife had sat.
Bobby Underwood
She began to run again, her legs shaky, her head throbbing, fear reaching into the pit of her stomach and making it difficult to breathe. Pieces of...people littered the street like gruesome confetti. She walked in a desperate dance of fading hope beside others also searching, unwilling to accept that their world had changed in an instant. A man who had no chest lay in the rubble. Someone's grandmother wailed in an unfamiliar language for her daughter and son. The old woman had been late joining them. A man who had gone to get the morning paper stood gaping at the charred table where only moments ago his wife had sat.