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310 Am – Nick Pirog

(It was love at first site.) We watch the movie every year on our anniversary, August 5th. Smith and Jones are amazing together and Heghil did a great job directing. My nine-year-old, April, loves the movie too. She gives it twelve stars. Published 10/2/2014 by Henry B. My dad thinks that August 5th and eight years ago is a date. I agree. I flip open the laptop and Google the date. The top result is from Wikipedia and I start skimming.
August 5, 2006 was a Saturday. George Bush Jr. was President. The Orioles and the Dodgers played sixteen innings. SARS was back in the news. There are a couple of other highlights, but only one that interests me. Only one that makes sense. Two high-ranking Al Qaeda operatives were killed in an explosion in northern Iraq. If my assumptions are correct, then my mother wanted me to read this exact sentence.
But why? What did the death of two terrorists mean to me? I continue reading. The two men, Abdul Al-Rahmin and Hammad Sheik-Alzar, were rumored to have been in a basement in northern Iraq when there was an explosion. One of the bombs they were building detonated and the basement caved in on them. Two dead terrorists? Is this why my mom was flagged as a Red Four? There had to be something I was missing. I reread the Amazon review.
Again. Again. Again. Then it hits me. There wasn’t one date, there were two. His nine-year-old. April. Twelve stars. April 9, 2012. I Google the date. Nothing related to terrorism in the least. I switch out the numbers. April 12, 2009. Skim the results. My brows furrow. Two Al-Qaeda’s killed in an explosion. This time in Afghanistan. Nearly the same fashion. Building a bomb. Cave in. I go back and reread both snippets.
Two explosions, two cave-ins. I could only imagine what condition the men’s bodies were in. They must have been torn to pieces. How did they even identify the victims? But, then, that was it. Someone didn’t want the bodies to be identifiable. I was still missing something. I reread the review. Love at first site. Not sight.
Site. There had to be a link to a web site. But there were millions of websites, how was I supposed to find the right one. I Google, “Terrorist web site.” There are thousands of hits. I scroll through ten pages. On the eleventh page, there is a match for both “terrorist” and “site.” But it isn’t a web site. Men in Black didn’t have anything to do with the CIA.
It wasn’t the men that mattered. It was the black. A black site. A CIA secret prison.
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Thank you for respecting the author’s work. 1kitap1.com/en Chapter 1 “Rise and shine.” Lassie opens one eye. He has some gunk in the corner near his nose and I wipe it away with my thumb. He shakes his head, then rests it down on my chest. “Come on buddy, we have stuff to do.” Meow. “Ten more minutes? We’ve been asleep for twenty-three hours.” Well, I had. I couldn’t speak for Lassie; though, I was nearly certain he was curled up on my chest the entire time.
I brush the cat off and stand up. The clock on the dresser screams that one minute of my day has already elapsed. I pick up my phone off the bedside table and read Ingrid’s text. She won’t be able to stop by. She just wrapped up a homicide-suicide investigation and needs to catch up on some sleep. But she will see me tomorrow for sure. Smiley face. Tomorrow is October 7th; Ingrid and my sixth-month anniversary.
Though I saw her two days earlier, it feels like I haven’t seen her in weeks. I am toying with the idea of asking her to move in with me. I made her a key a couple months back — which is one of the few things accomplishable at three in the morning — and she used it when she stopped over once or twice a week.
But two hours a week wasn’t enough. I wanted her for all seven. I pad to the kitchen and pull out the bowl of cereal Isabel prepared for me. I peel off the Saran Wrap and pour in the measured glass of milk. Not only does Isabel cook and clean, she also finds small ways to save me time.
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