There was a message from Sef. To: Mom, Dad, Van, Cassie From: Sef Subject: No Subject Hi everyone, I know I should wait to tell you this, but I can’t. If I call in the next few days, then I want you to know. Please don’t say anything to Jack. A few nights ago I think I shot and killed a boy. But everyone was shooting at the same time, and it was dark, so there’s a chance it wasn’t me. I don’t know exactly what happened. There was shooting, and we returned fire. I shot in that direction. Then I saw him fall. As soon as it was quiet, I went over and saw a boy with a hole right between his eyes. He had a Yankees shirt on. Can you believe that? He shouldn’t have been there at all. It was night, and the shooting started again, and we had to find cover fast. When we went back later, he was gone. But I can’t get him out of my head. I mean I see him all the time. I wake at night and see him. He was only a little older than Jack.
