“Hey, Mom’s OK,” Hubby said tersely into the phone. My mind raced. Why wouldn’t my mother-in-law be OK? Did I forget that something was supposed to happen today? “What do you mean?” I asked.

“There was an explosion in Oslo. She’s OK.”

My mind kicked into sixth gear. I’d been pretty unplugged most of the morning, so really didn’t know what was going on in the world outside my bubble. I ran downstairs and flipped on the TV.

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