“Mom, there’s a shooter,” Michelle’s fifth grader said through the phone.
Something about her son’s serious tone was familiar.
“If you’ve ever gotten a call that a loved one passed away … that kind of tone,” Michelle explained.
She knew that tone.
The 40-year-old mother would later compare it to the sound of her principal’s voice echoing through the loudspeaker 25 years ago: “Lockdown! Lockdown!”
