Today I’m sharing Part One of what I wrote at the beach last week. Come back tomorrow for the rest of it. Day 1, afternoon I’m writing with a view of the ocean. And the warm breeze blows through my beach-y hair. It’s a mess, but I don’t mind. We’re on vacation...
Senior year began the Tuesday before everything changed. Both of my brothers had already left for college. I heard the news about 9:30 in the morning. Environmental science class was ending and the word of what was happening in New York City slowly spread through my...