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A wrinkle in time

Sadly, David Abel’s words (“Amid the shock, a selfless rush to help others,” Page A1, April 16) continue to capture each day since Monday: “Time felt like it had slowed down — the disorientation, the confusion, the strange silence stealing my breath and delaying my ability to comprehend.”

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Kathleen Gaughan

Scituate