I was under the weather, sleeping in the living room that night, and woke up to K's voice on the answering machine talking about the Pentagon and WTC. By the time I turned on the radio in the master bathroom, it had all happened, and both towers were gone.

I went back just looked into Attila the Hub's eyes. He crossed himself; it had been the only time I'd seen him do that when he wasn't praying, or at church.

And so it began.

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