This novel is structured as a letter to Osama bin Laden, written by the woman who experiences his terror first hand: “Dear Osama they want you dead or alive so the terror will stop[…]There’s a reward of 25 million dollars on your head but don’t lose sleep on my account Osama[…]I wouldn’t know how to spend 25 million dollars. It’s not as if I’ve got anyone to spend it on since you blew up my husband and my boy” (Incend 3). The tragedy and loss of this woman's family inspires her to write this letter to Osama in which she reflects on the situation and reveals her feelings towards it. The letter is a defense mechanism, a way for her to rebuild her deteriorating mind. She reflects on her life before and after the bombing, revealing many personal aspects and moral dilemmas. The distraught protagonist reveals her feelings and thoughts towards Osama, who organized the terrorist attack, and her actions preceding and after the …show more content…
Her mind is damaged even before the bombing, as she engages in an affair with Jasper Black soon after her husband and son leave for the game. Jasper Black is a wealthy man, in a relationship, with whom she remains in contact with throughout the novel. Despite her morally ambiguous persona, she is trying to cope with the experience that scars her and lessen possible guilt she has from being with Jasper. She is with Jasper when she learns about the bombing on the news, and she immediately retreats to the stadium in hopes of finding her family. The violent scene and destruction she discovers is horrific and dangerous, but she remains insistent about finding her husband and son in the wreckage. She endures “great sheets of black smoke” and makes it to the entrance of the stadium where authorities are directing people away, but the havoc of the scene does not stop her. With her determination to find her son, she makes it into the stadium barely alive: “I got kicked around and stamped on something terrible. I felt things break inside me but I kept on crawling… It hurt so bad but I didn’t care. I was going to find my boy...I was crawling to find my boy up