It's not much, but if I don't force myself to write, I might never get around to it. =)
She glanced at the clock impatiently, trying to ignore the giggles and peals of laughter that erupted from the classrooms next to K-1B. 8:35. Where were her kids? By this time, Annie would be gazing out the window, daydreaming of castles and princes. Mike'd be fidgeting at the back, unable to keep still. Laurie would be dutifully working on the exercise for the day. She wrung her hands. Where were they? Kindergarten students were almost never late. The school bus service dropped them off at 8:15 everyday. One or two might be truant, but an entire class?
She surveyed the empty chairs with growing concern. Locking the classroom door behind her, she hurried to the principal's office. "My students—", she began, but the look of horror on the principal's face robbed her of breath. She turned to the television set that transfixed him and her world blew away with the smoke billowing from the yellow crushed metal that once protected her angels.