Hollow Heads

For Andy...
22/02/03

She sat on the bus when the bullet sounded. It shattered from the
celling and into her skull.
"Ouch!" She yelled. He had aimed the gun to the exact spot where she
was sitting only upstairs. "My head." She said calmly standing and then
walked off the bus. He watched her with the hole pround in her
head.
"There's no hope for them" he said'
"No" I said "none at all"
We sat there. Blood pumping to our heads.