The Brick on My Chest When I think about that day, I often think about those people. I think about how it must feel to stand on the periphery of someone else’s terror and then get in your car and drive home. N A Hura 18 Mar 2022 This post is for paying subscribers only Subscribe Already have an account? Log in Join the newsletter to receive the latest updates in your inbox. Your email address Subscribe Please check your inbox and click the link to confirm your subscription. Please enter a valid email address! An error occurred, please try again later.