"Emma?" chapter two.

Was the light ever going to change, come on, come on. 1

The learner in front of me started his ignition and crawled along at 30 miles an hour, my patience snapped at that point.2

"GET OFF THE ROAD YOU $^£&$&* IDIOT" I screamed, honking my horn. 3

That was not me, I was usually very sympathetic towards learner drvers, but I would kill a milion of the if it meant my daughter was safe.4

After what felt like hours I screeched my little mini copper to a halt outside what was left of North Hall High. For a second I forgot about my mission and just stared at what was once the biggest proudest builing outside the city, it was a wreck. Smoke billowed out from various cracks in the brick walls and ash fluttered to the ground a various moments. There were what seemed like thousands of people, running, screaming, crying and suddenly I was one of them.5

"EMMA, EMMA!?" I screamed desperately pushing my way through the crowds longing for a glipse of a girl with curly blonde hair. 6

When I found her, I immediately wished I hadn't.7

There were paremedics lifting bodies into an ambulance, I approuched them to ask them if they had seem my Emma. When I reached them, they were placing a white sheet over a body, the body of a young girl, a young girl with curly blonde hair. 8

"EM-" I began, but try as I might I couldn't get the rest of the word out. The world semmed to shift from under my feet, I was having a severe out of body experience. This was my worst nightmare, the senario that sometimes played involuntarily inside my head and never failed to make me wince. My daughter, dead, broken, gone. I collapsed to the ground where I was left to wonder hoow the rest of the world kept going when its only light had been extinguised. 9

One of the paremedics turned, he was youngish, in his 30ties I would have guessed. He looked back at the body and realised the situation. 10

He stood, walked over to where I lay and took my arm. 11

"Com'on love" his accent was wasn't thick but I guessed he came originally from yorkshire.12

"Let's sit down over here." and he led me to a nearby bench, the paremedics quickly lifted the body into the ambulance,13

Out of sight, but not out of mind.14

"Emma" I whispered. I wasn't crying , why wasn't I crying?15

"Your daughter?" I turned to the paramedic, and nodded.16

"Terrible day, I've never dealt with so many casualties," he shook his head sadly, "Why would anyone blow up a school?" 17

Exactly what I was asking myself.18

"How many are dead, how many-children?" I asked him, he shrugged,19

"Seen about 40 I would guess, youngest was a tiny girl, couldn't be more than 12. Bloody sickening." He ran his fingers through his short hair and whisled, a long low whistle.20

"I'm mike by the way" he added, sticking out his hand.21

"Delia," I muttered, without taking his hand. We sat in silence for a moment, just listening to the confusion and panic that swarmed around us. Then I asked the queston I'd been dreading, but i had to know.22

"D-did, she die... quickly? was it in the blast? or the fire? please I beg you tell me she felt no pain. Did she cry? Did she ask for me? was she alive when you found her?"23

Mike shook his head, "We found her dead I'm afraid." He said sadly, "But the bomb didn't killed her"24

I snapped my head up quickly.25

"What?"26

"We found her on the ground, she fell" and he pointed up to a classroom on the forth floor, "out of that window."