The Day After

Why do I always get the news the day after? Is somebody up above watching out for me? I can almost hear what sounds a little like laughter Every time I find out I escaped misery. It all started when I was just a little boy, When, one day, I wanted to go to Danny’s place. The day after, I found out that his house was destroyed. I was spared from the tornado by an angel of grace. Then, in high school, after a basketball game, I rode home with my brother instead of on the bus. The day after, I found out the bus went up in flames. My brother and I were lucky; it could have been us. Then, one September morning, my meeting was cancelled, So, I left my cell phone and went to the beach instead. The day after, I found out the Towers had crumbled. I should be among the three thousand that are dead.