for Sandy Hook
I gave you extra juice this morning before school because you woke up with a cough. It was either warm apple juice or medicine; you chose juice. I wrapped two jackets over your Spiderman T-shirt because it rained through the night and I didn’t want you to be cold. I thought of keeping you home, but you wanted to play at recess with your best friends. You called everybody your best friend—the boy on the train, once, whom you’d just met. You wanted him to sit with us and watch the movie Cars but his mom wouldn’t let him. You called him your best friend.
I should have kept you home.