Drawn from my memory after Saturday night’s bombing, one which, despite a plethora of injuries, thankfully caused no deaths.We’d been across the avenue when it happened. A cop shoo’ed everyone from the area yelling “A BOMB JUST WENT OFF! ALL OFF YOU PEOPLE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!” I remember being surprised he spoke that bluntly to the crowd, but we were making our way east, along with some friends.
Red and blue alarms surrounded us. In life or in death, Eric and I were joined, moving calmly through the flashes. Eric had apparently made some promise to my Dad though, to keep me safe, if there were ever an attack again, so he kept saying he had to get me to safety. But later in bed he said he felt the same sense of it all.