My heart just, like, dropped, and I felt sick. I entered right after the police did. I think it was very chaotic. “Looks like you guys are on a team.” “Cool.” The doors opened, and kids started coming out. A lot of the first ones were injured. A lot of them were cut with glass. I was looking for my girls. That was just my priority. I just wanted to find them and get them safe. “One, two.” Found olive quickly, and I couldn’t find June. “What was that moment when you saw June?” It was just like the most palpable relief. “It’s so sad.” It’s hard to feel such relief when we know families that are in so much pain right now. Those moments come back to me. It’s just like this haunting, visceral, visceral feeling. “One two. Three four. Bombed. Ready, Oli?” Today I’m feeling pretty good. Yeah, better than yesterday. Way better. I am doing some new sports. I’m going to start volleyball. I’m pretty excited for school to start back up, but also nervous. Hope what happened does not happen again. “We represent the families of Annunciation, and tonight we are here as parents.” I have a lot of anger towards this pattern. I helped bloodied first graders. “When you have more guns than people in America, you got a problem.” “Yeah.” “Yeah.” It hits so close to home. And I’m just so angry that it continues.