This morning, I got a life-changing call... Our new mayor, Dalious Ann
Cheri, had been assassinated in her upstairs room in progress for an, at
the moment, unknown cause, if there was a reason in this case.
The secretary, Isabelle, called me this morning. Fighting back tears,
she told me Dalious had been killed the night before Toy Day, which was
last night. I heard her put down the phone and began to weep incredibly
Overcome with emotion and confusion, I put the phone down and sat on the
couch, pondering, trying to figure out why this person came into Simul
and assassinated our sweet, kind mayor.
I took a walk to clear my head and ended up at the fountain where she
had planned a garden of red, white, and yellow cosmos to grow around it
but never got to finish the square of yellow cosmos. I felt my yellow eyes
water, blurring my vision. I decided to sit on the edge of the fountain.
The way we once did. I took out the root beer I brought from home, opened
it, and took a sip, sta