He was there, his brother hoveled beside him, the two boys scared and overwhelmed. They hid under the headmaster’s desk as the gunfire and their schoolmates’ screams blended in a sickening, echoing brew inside the nearby gym.
The deaths mounted quickly, a nation forever to be shaken by the bloodshed, and though he didn’t know it in the moment, 8-year-old Andy Murray soon learned that he knew the man who came to his school to kill the innocent kids.
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A very sensitive piece. I often find that the sports writers capture the human condition at its best and its worst better than 'regular' commentators. Keep up the good word
Brilliant piece, Kevin.