I was on the St. Petersburg-Moscow Express when I learned about the explosions in the Moscow subway. Ninety minutes out, my neighbor got a call on his cellphone. He asked loudly: “Papa, you at home? What happened?” He spoke for a long time in a whisper, then turned to me and said, “An hour ago there were two explosions in the Moscow metro.”
I hurriedly called Mama. Mondays she works in the Historical Museum on Red Square. It’s close to Lubyanka, where one of the explosions was. Thank God, she travels on a different subway line.
“You alive?” I asked.
“Alive, alive!” she replied.… Seguir leyendo »