..”Cincinnati.Fire.Oh, no... “ ... multiple injuries and five people are presently unaccounted for, including one of the firefighters.”I looked ...t the open road in front of me. Seeing surprisingly little traffic, I pressed the pedal to the floor as hard as I dared and made record time getting home. I ran, possibly faster than I had ever run before, into the building and up to Lisa’s apartment. I burst in and found her sitting on the couch, weeping as she watched a horrific scene live on CNN.She. At the same time, I wasn’t going to water the program down. They declined the opportunity to preview it, so they could live with what we produced. I could tell Donna was a little nervous, as well, when she met with the recording director. Still, they went through the cue book and the crew functioned flawlessly. Members of the orchestra, chorale, and jazz band watched our performance and cheered. I guessed we were doing something right.At the crew’s request, we did another run-through Friday. Fajr opened her eyes.She was in her one bedroom apartment, fallen asleep at her writing desk.It was weird, living alone after years living with her parents. Still,they supported her, even if it had meant she needed a second job to coverthe rent and college.Looking down at the essay she had been writing, the young muslim americansquinted. What had she been thinking, writing at three o'clock in themorning? This was total nonsense, run on sentences that read likesomething a fifth grader would. But there was. She knew I was home Saturday afternoon yet she did not phone to see if I was in. Sunday she arrives mid-afternoon as if that was what we arranged. But we didn't.I had heard her key in the lock, and sprang up, grabbing my own keys and the car keys. She came in and I passed her in the hallway. She smiled and went to the bedroom."Glad you could make it eventually," I shouted. "Make yourself at home." And I was gone.I drove away, not knowing where I was going. As I drove my mobile.