my parents were in the kitchen, drinking coffee, making breakfasts, talking. it was peaceful and so everyday. i think i might have still been in my pajamas.
my brother tore through the front door. "they're bombing us! the world trade center is gone! the pentagon is gone! aren't you watching the news?? turn on the news!" he is known to exaggerate, so no one was alarmed.
"but david's watching Bear..."
we flipped the channel, and...of all the times my brother has blown things out of proportion, i wish that time would've been one of them.