04 / The Summer of Disruption
15 minutes ago.
We were in a rush to get out the door. To get into a taxi. To get to the airport. To get through security. To get onto a plane. To get to Athens. To get to the hotel. To see their grandparents. To see the boys jump into the ocean for the first time in their recent memories.
15 minutes later.
Time instantly became irrelevant. We no longer had anywhere to go, at least not in the immediate future. We never made it out of the house. Yasmine was inconsolable. Jamal wasn’t in the best of health, but the timing was unexpected.
Except maybe in hindsight it wasn’t. The signs were all there, we just chose to ignore them.