I hadn't really thought about it. I think for a second. Everyone decides that NOW is the time to get up and smush together. We are moving through the crowd slowly, carefully, trying to stay together. My stomach is a total knot of nerves.
Security moves through the line and blocks off a section.
We are easily in the first group allowed in. They ask us to please not run, that the media would like nothing more than to write that we were a bunch of buttheads. She even touched it and didn't notice. I imagine might have had something to do with it. By the time I hand my ticket to the scanners, I am almost shaking.