Literature
The Sinner and the Saint
"You killed me"
"Huh?" Christopher turned and looked at me. I was aware it was a strange thing to say to someone so early in the morning, but it had been on my mind since the moment I woke up, and I had told myself as soon as I saw him at school, I'd let him know.
"With a gun. You shot me," I explained a little further, though by the look on his face it was still not enough for him to understand what I was saying.
"When?" Christopher asked, turning his body towards me as we both stood in front of the school theater, at the corner of the wide concrete steps.
"Last night," I replied, walking up besides him and putting my book bag on the bot