A mother regrets

Alison switched on the television, and international news came on. An Indian reporter spoke in grave tones as she stood in front of a burnt down building. Wiping her brow, she continued in her thick accent, “It’s been 48 hours since the bomb detonated within the university campus…”

“The bomber, Rahul Tegari, was an orphan who grew up in multiple correction centres…”

Alison shivered—it wasn’t the first time that an unmanned child had gone awry. Flipping through news channels, she wondered about her own. Then a teenage mother, she had cast him in an orphanage.

What would he be now?

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