Commentary
When your husband decides, in his forties, that he’s going back into the Army, you’re supportive. It doesn’t occur to you to argue or tell him the whole idea is crazy. It makes sense to you. You think back to that day in 2001 when you were newly married. It was exactly 6 months since your wedding day and he had flowers delivered to commemorate your 6-month wedding anniversary. Your infant daughter was four months old and you took her to Childwatch at the gym that morning. You were running on the treadmill when the overhead television caught your eye: a skyscraper with the top snapped off and smoke billowing out like a giant chimney.