אלינור
If a call comes in
with the prefix 059, 099 or 000—don’t answer. Apparently this is
how the terrorists will know that someone is at home and try to bomb the
location. Somehow I don’t think it applies to this place but it
scares me to think that the friend who sent the warning e-mail and who lives on
a moshav might be a target.
You heard?
Yah, I heard. If you haven’t heard, a few words: Bomb.
Tel Aviv. Bus. If you have, there’s no need. Then
begins the checking with everyone you know who might have been, could have been,
shouldn’t have been in or around the bus explosion in Tel Aviv—but you won’t
know until you check and you can’t rest until you do.
I had rung a new
friend to invite her for lunch. Half-way through the hellos she
said I’m in Tel Aviv, I’ll call you later. Sure.
Courtesy is amorphous and situational in war; no one can stand on
ceremony when the sands of Tel Aviv are shifting under our feet.
It would seem that
the cease fire...well, it’s complicated.
cross posted Israel Thrives
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