The next day Timothy got up bright and early, did his regular morning duties, getting ready for school. His mother was sitting at the table in a daze, just staring blankly at nothing in particular. She shivered under his touch as he embraced her. “Good morning mom. I am off to school.” He planted a kiss on her cheeks. “I love you.” He hadn't bother about breakfast, besides his mom didn't seem in the frame of mind to be able to do anything right now.
He waved her goodbye, her hand, shaking with fear, rose in the air to mimic his motion.
Six hours passed since Timothy left and he finally returned home after school. His mother was sitting in front of the television screen, keenly listen as an announcer reported the latest Breaking New.
“Five school children from the Little Bay Primary Scho
