Later they may release the video. I’m sure it was caught live. There are cameras there…there where I stood a little two hours ago. I parked the car, as I always do. I checked the time. Five minutes to the next train. Do I walk to the next stop or wait? I forgot my phone in the car…I go back and then rush to the train again. I minute later it comes and I get on…
I took pictures this week of the train in movement. I have to remember to upload the pictures. I get in the office – so much to do. Payroll needs to be done. Two students want to register. I want to buy some pillows to close up the open area on my bed. I need more oil for the Sabbath candles.
I’m on the phone when I see that David called. My world stops when a son in the army calls. I put the person on hold without hesitation and called him back. He’s on his way to an appointment – I thought maybe he missed the bus and wanted to take the car.
“Where are you?” he asks.
“I’m in the office. The car is at Ammunition Hill. Do you need to take it?”
There was a brief hesitation. “There was an attack at Ammunition Hill.”
My baby was calling to check on me. I don’t want him to do that. I don’t want them to worry about where I am.
Four people were hurt, including two in critical condition. A woman in her 60s has been taken to the hospital with gunshot wounds.Traffic has once again come to a standstill in all directions towards my home.
Dear God…