I sat down at my desk and pulled out my banana from my purse. Simon had thrown a fit when the nanny arrived, leaving me no time to eat any sort of breakfast.
I looked at the stack of papers in my inbox and sighed, when Jessica called from the break room “Janet. Janet, you need to come see this.”
I walked over, half-eaten banana in hand. The TV was on. I saw a skyscraper spewing out a plume of black smoke.
It was 9:03am on a lovely Tuesday in September. The sky in New York City was perfectly blue.