Everyone walks away before I could tell them that the woman wanted to travel with her friends on flight 175 and that their brother/uncle had by coincidence attended a meeting at the WTC that morning despite being a random Irish guy and not a New Yorker and he’d been helping a woman who had been severely burned by jet fuel find an ambulance when the plane his sister and niece were aboard slammed into the other tower right above them.

Guess I’m not good at parties.