I remember how still it was after the planes were grounded. When the airlines were grounded the jets came in one after the other over my house; then silence. Silence all day. I remember there was an election; can’t recall what it was for, but off we went to the school to vote. I pushed the stroller up the block, sleepwalking. In the evening we went to the park, as always, and pushed our daughter in the swing. She laughed; she had a grand day. She was one year old. When the sun went down she had a bath and played with yellow rubber ducks and slept sweet untroubled sleep. I sat by the TV with a laptop and watched the news until 3 AM, and then there was nothing but the sound of the lone jet overhead, patrolling the dark.

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