The Most Important Story?

You sure you want to know?

The most important story from the night of the Sophomore Dance is to say exactly where you were when you first heard that a boy from the next town over had died. That was the news that spread like an airborne sickness last May 5th. All of us in our prom dresses and tuxedos, shouting from limousine windows: Did you hear it? Did you hear?

Some kid from Westfield was murdered tonight.
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