Twin Towers

Times Square, four days before the new millennium. Collin has just turned 10 and is standing beside me. It is snowing lightly. Around the corner, we will eat at Carmines. Italian food tonight. Tomorrow evening, at the Tribeca Grill, Collin will try French Onion soup for the first time and love it. He will stand on the observation deck of the South Tower and look out over the city at night. He will see a Picasso and a Mondrian and ride the subway. The millennium will come without incident, the Towers will fall and Collin will grow older and move away to Utah with his mother. The memory of Times Square is still with me.


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Lara

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