III Reflections
“TWELTH ANNIVERSARY OF WESTERN WALL BLAST” the headline said. “MULTI-FAITH CEREMONY TO BE HELD IN MEMORY OF THE 650 DEAD.”
The newspaper was dated June 23rd 2009. The date was right, he and Ataran had just fled almost certain death just moments ago. That would explain the crowds but there was no sign of the chaos they had just run away from. Suspiciously little…not even a broken brick or plume of dust… He knew he was not insane, at least not conventionally so. They had fled whatever it was that Sable had done or become. Images of that transformation would haunt him forever. He shook his head to clear it. That was not what was bothering him though.
What was bothering him as he read the newspaper, translating from the Hebrew automatically, was that the explosion they had j
