The F-Bomb Drill

A few years back my son told me about his day in kindergarten: ‘We practiced the truder drill. It’s like the fire drill, only instead of going outside we go to the back of the room. The teacher locks the door and pulls the shade. We all keep quiet.’

His anecdote about a potential armed intruder at school has haunted and inspired my writing since.

Following is an excerpt from my forthcoming novel, The Patchworks, about life in the slow lane as the federal bureaucracy attempts to solve the issues that matter most.

Teague said, ‘I told my boys, ‘They’ve been doing drills since forever. Different drills for all kinds of emergencies. Emergencies that never happened. Like the A-bomb.’

William asked, ‘A-bomb? Is that like the F-bomb? Hayden got in trouble for using the F-bomb. What’s an F-bomb? Miss Belmont sent him to the principal’s office for using the F-bomb. Are we going to have F-bomb drills?’’

The F-Bomb Drill

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