It is yesterday, around 1:15. I am making tuna noodle casserole and snickerdoodles to celebrate the end of my finals. The TV is on, but on one is watching. My mother comes home and goes in to the living room. "Why is there a guy with a yarmulke (
skullcap) on TV?" Her voice is panicked. She can see him in the background of a news broadcast. My
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