Mormans Stories

"Oh, Ada!" A voice calls I turn to see one of my best friends. "Oh hey Naomi" I say with a grin "How was your weekend?" She asks me "Saturday was good, I went to the library," I say with a sigh "And Church on Sunday was actually interesting." I then say sarcastically "It's always interesting, how was yours?" "Good, I went to Z's on Saturday and spent Sunday at home." "Cool, sounds fun," I say clutching my binder closer to my chest, as we pass a group of popular girls. I hop over a girl's leg that is stuck out waiting to trip me. "Uh Ada, I have some news" "And it is?" I ask "I'm moving" "You're what!" I exclaim I then turn my full attention to Naomi. And when I do one popular girl sticks her foot out and I trip fall. And a person catches me. I look up to see a grinning Wendell. "Found you"

The assassinator in Salt Lake City has a reason for why he committed it. Why? And how?