4 Hours of Training

The PA crackles, “LOCK DOWN, LOCK DOWN, Sparrow, Sparrow, NOT a drill!”

From somewhere, the sound of an automatic weapon echoes, screams ring out.

You respond, your students herded into a ‘safe’ space, onto the floor, instructions given.

4 hours of training.

The 9 mm stored (office safe) or (supply closet) or (desk drawer) on your hip?

Listen at the door. Quiet. Unlock. Open. Stick your head out. Look left. Right. There a body lies at the end of the hallway. Blood spreading.

Stepping forward. Door-closes. Locks.

4 hours of training.

Adrenaline pumping.

From somewhere, in armor, someone.

One-one-second.

Regret.