The Lea O'Dimm Letters (xi)

5;
it was now or never. sweat poured from his brows.
4;
memories flashed.. when he made his first friend.
a smile.
3;
a memory of a quarrel, how silly that was..
wait.
2;
my mom.
it's not your fault.
1;
i loved you, i..
0.

..the smoke cleared, sirens wailed, and uniforms stood over where he fell. "Another suicide bomber..?" "Yeah, these people are just cold blooded".