The TV set was to Roxanne’s immediate right, mounted on the wall, and pointing away from her, so she couldn’t tell what was on the screen. But she could see the faces of the people watching it. Their expressions made her stop. Mouths slightly agape. Eyes wide. And although nobody was crying outright, a few seemed teary. The stillness chilled her. No one talked. No one whispered. And no one looked away.
