It’s not supposed to happen here. I mean, that is why we move away from the city. So our boys will be safe. So gunshots become distant notions of things past. So my children don’t have to know what it’s like to mourn someone your own age. This is not Chicago. The babies are supposed to be safe here. Yet here we are, a community minus one. A family left incomplete. School friends left hurt and confused. It does not matter if you knew Kuantrae Massey personally, he is your son/brother/nephew[...]