Z: 911 still haunts me. I worked in the World Trade Center. The company was headquartered out of
there. I remember the folks I'd talk to
regularly. The coffee lady. The security guy that knew my name. The staff.
They're lives were destroyed.
A: I feel your pain.
Z: Listen to this: “Time is passing. Yet, for the United States
of America, there will be no forgetting September the 11th. We will remember
every rescuer who died in honor. We will remember every family that lives in
grief. We will remember the fire and ash, the last phone calls, the funerals of
the children." This is what President George W. Bush said.
A: (Silence held the room for a long time) I just read this and it is reflective of my
feelings.
“For me and my family personally, September 11
was a reminder that life is fleeting, impermanent, and uncertain. Therefore, we
must make use of every moment and nurture it with affection, tenderness,
beauty, creativity, and laughter."
That was given by Deepak Chopra, M.D..
Z: Our nation ached. Whereas I knew many and felt for so many
more. David Levithan wrote, "What
separates us from the animals, what separates us from the chaos, is our ability
to mourn people we’ve never met."
A: I didn't know anyone who lost their life that
day, nor did I know anyone who lost a loved one, so I agree, for I still
mourned. In many ways still do, for our
world changed after that, and as someone once said, once you open Pandora's box
you can't close it again.
Z: That event galvanized a nation. It seemed that way. But in all fairness to our people... we
probably were already galvanized and this just revealed it.
(The
two writers and friends put aside working and went to have breakfast... why...
talking was needed)
KILLER DOLLS EXCERPT
Taut was quite aware of the danger that
just unvialed and reacted with quick
and keen moves. Approaching her from her rear he placed one huge powerful hand
over her mouth so she would not inhale any toxins and his other arm about her
waist. Lifting her from the floor he retreated from the danger. He kept focus.
Reviewing what he had memorized from Charles Gallagher's e-mail.
Letti gasped at the unexpected behavior
but she wasn't adverse to it. After all, he did something similar when he had
kissed her so suddenly in her apartment. It felt like one of those fantasy
moments, something right out of an ole-fashioned bodice ripper. Yet, the moment
wasn't quite right. There were those guys. Shouldn't they be a bit prudent, or
did the possibility of danger turn Taut.... well.... taut.
She struggled but he refused to release
her. He couldn't let her do anything that might spread the ricin. Gallagher had
provided photos of ricin victims. He would not, not allow this to harm Letti.
No one was to be hurt. Not again. Not on his watch. That imperative directed
his next decisions.
His hold was an aphrodisiac, animalistic,
driven, homogeneous with her want, placated by only submission to it, and her
body began to respond. Shallow short breaths followed the intense heat
smoldering in her groin, incinerating any resistance, and guaranteeing
conflagration of raging flames of lust. The tight, pucker of her nipples
signaled her growing arousal, and heaviness attached itself to her breasts,
having that need to be touched. She surrendered to his authority, submitted,
and urged him with her acquiesces to take more.
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