The Morning After

The sun rose and life was different. “Pinch me,” many of them probably said. “Is this real life? Tell me this is a dream.” Mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, husbands and wives, awoke on September 12 trying to understand…
The sun rose and life was different. “Pinch me,” many of them probably said. “Is this real life? Tell me this is a dream.” Mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, husbands and wives, awoke on September 12 trying to understand…