EXCERPT FROM SHATTERING TRUTHS

by Kyrian Lyndon

CHAPTER TWO

It

might have been a glorious beach day.

Horned

larks looked happy among the plum and bayberry shrubs, yellow sunflowers, and

purple roses. The blue waters of the Long Island Sound were as beguiling as the

landscape. Young men were perched on railings that glistened under the glare of

the sun—ogling, whistling, and confessing their undying love. I witnessed this

phenomenon whenever I walked to and from the bus stop in my school uniform, and

came to realize I could easily disrupt traffic and possibly cause a collision.

I

had never achieved a placid familiarity with the horn-honking and people

clamoring for my attention. I had spent many years feeling like the ugly

duckling muddling haplessly through the dark green marsh. If I had advanced

from there at all, it was to become the tiniest winged critter, never able to
keep up with the flock…

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