Last Call
On this eve of September 11th, I'm sharing a short story I wrote called "Last Call." I worked on the 70th floor of the South Tower from 1997-1999, passing through the 44th floor sky lobby every day to catch the second set of elevators. Though I wasn't there that day, this place holds deep personal memories. This story imagines four young professionals spending their last normal evening together in a cafĂ© beneath the World Trade Center on September 10, 2001. It's about friendship, truth, and those final moments before everything changed. I'm sharing it not for promotion, but as a form of remembrance—for all those who didn't make it home that day, and for the world we all lost. Content note: The story deals with 9/11 and ends at the moment of impact. Feel free to read and share if it resonates with you. Sometimes stories help us process what words alone cannot. Last Call By Erik Bilicki “One more round,” Jim said, fingers drumming a restless...