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Ben eludes the security guard and hops into her arms for one final kiss goodbye. It’s a moment I’ll remember for the rest of my life. A short time later, in the boarding area, I get a hold of an Israeli newspaper and begin catching up on the latest news. The head bombmaker for Hamas, I learn, has been killed. Israel, as usual, is being blamed for his death; revenge attacks have been promised. In south Lebanon, three soldiers were killed by a roadside bomb. The shekel has fallen against the dollar, meaning my rent payments just went up again. |
The call for early boarding goes out. The flight attendant’s pleas to let the young and the old board first are ignored; a familiar tightness begins to grip at my stomach. |