Just Another Day

It was a normal day in the valley, we woke up to only three bullet shots from our neighbourhood, the sky dark and remorseful. My son was adamant to go out but a huge thunderstorm was expected, which did hit my little home, my family, my son. As much as I wanted him to not go- he had a hopeful grin that convinced me. 

The news of a house been burnt during an encounter spread like wildfire and that very fire burnt my own too. Since then I have not heard from my brother as well.