It didn't really sink in at the time, what he was talking about. Admittedly, I was young and ignorant - I didn't even know exactly which buildings the 'World Trade Center Towers' were (I had referred to them as the Twin Towers) - and honestly, I was more stressed about being 5 minutes late to my desk. Still, as I killed the engine and cut off the radio, something in the tone of Bob's voice, which was normally calm and reassuring, had unsettled me. It wasn't an 'accident' anymore.
Sneaking into the office was easy. Everyone was already gathered around the 12" TV in the boss' office. It was set up high and rather precariously on a tall black filing cabinet, so despite the crowd in the tiny room, I easily caught my first glimpse - live - of the burning towers.
It's an odd sensation; awakening.
I can't forget. I won't forgive.