The snow falls........

The snow falls, pristine and white.

As a Mother goes to wake her now grown son, he is 18 and a high school senior.

He won't answer her calls to get up before he is late to school.

The snow falls. It covers the roads, a perfect blanket.

A blanket. Mom pulls back the blanket covering her son. He doesn't stir. She touches his shoulder, about to shake him to wake him.

The snow falls. Big fluffy flakes glisten in the morning sun.

The sun, that shines on her sons face, that she now can see in not a normal color. She frantically shakes him, sobbing. She calls for her husband, with a terror in her voice her husband has never heard before.

The snow falls. Silently it falls, gently it lands.

Dad starts CPR on his son, his hopes and dreams for him give strength to his desperate chest compressions. Mom frantically calls 911.

The snow falls. Covering the roof of the house. It is a calm scene outside, but no calm within.

The police arrive first, followed moments later by EMS. As EMS goes to work, the firemen arrive and assist. Dad is relieved from his duties. He and Mom stand in shock as the race for their son continues. One of the officers spots it first. A syringe with a brownish residue in it. The medics shake their heads. Not another one.

The snow falls, pristine and white.

****Authors note**** I was not at this scene. I heard the call go out as I was returning home from taking my daughter to school, and was less than three blocks away when the call went out. All I saw or knew was the dispatch info and saw PD racing to the scene, with the ambulance right behind. This entire post was written as soon as I arrived home and was just a guess on my part. I was moved by what my minds eye conjured up based on the dispatch and my own fears as a Father. Any resemblance to what actually transpired is coincidental. ****Sunday, Feb.26****