September 11, 2003

I noticed that Sara looked pale when I entered the office room.

“Is anything the matter?” I asked.

“You haven’t heard, then? She didn’t make it.”

No need to ask which “she”. Before I left for work, I logged in from home to check the news, and then the word was still that Anna Lindh was alive, if critically ill. But she was already dead by then; the news just wasn’t made public until a little later.

Others have written about this, and I don’t know what I could add. Have received virtual hugs through SMS from Turkey and through e-mail from England, and it is good to know that there are good people out there.

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