Five hours. It's been five hours since I found out about what happened.
I've checked all the airlines for any flight leaving today, but the earliest one available is still the one I've already booked, which leaves tomorrow.
Tomorrow. In 20 hours. For a 10 hour flight.
I have to wait over 30 more hours.
I've bawled my eyes out, screamed, and read all the articles regarding the damn incident.
A mentally ill white man with an automatic rifle.
40 wounded. 35 of them critical.
Only 1 death so far-the shooter himself.
I've called Mrs. Lévesque every 15 minutes to ask about Alessandra's condition. She still doesn't know. They've been in the operating room for hours.
Restless and clueless as to what to do, I decide to pack my clothes and leave for the airport already.
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