![]() ![]() ![]() Only I didn’t understand that the horror at Jefferson Waller High wasn’t over.Ī thought-provoking read, a YA love story born from a tragic event.Ĭoming from the UK where the last school shooting was back in 1996 after which the ownership of handguns was banned I found this a difficult read. And if I can get the man of my dreams and save the world at the same time? I’ll take it. I want to demand action on gun control, lead protests, raise my fist. But what I saw at school that day woke me up. ![]() He still needed me, and soon we were unlikely besties. When he survived and came back to school, he was broken in body and mind. His request surprised me, but I figured he needed comfort, so I kissed him on the forehead. When I came across Brian Marshall, the hottest guy in school, dying on the cafeteria floor, I did what anyone would do. Only how can I move on when the two shooters who attacked our school were never caught? And why do I feel like I’m still in the crosshairs? But here’s the thing about losing it all: You get a chance to start over and be someone new. ![]() Can’t even stand to be in a room with the curtains open. He came out a few years ago, proud and fierce, and he ran into gunfire to help others. I told myself it didn’t matter no one knew the real me. I had everything-school quarterback, popular with girls, and my dad was proud of me. Read Judith’s Review…and grab your copy today! ![]()
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