"8:45 am," she says quietly. "When the first plane hit. Fifteen minutes later and there would have been four or five times as many people in the building."
Zillah huddles silently in the curve of Charlie's arm, her blue eyes wide and dark and tearless.
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Date: 2009-05-12 05:01 am (UTC)Zillah huddles silently in the curve of Charlie's arm, her blue eyes wide and dark and tearless.