In the weeks after the bombings, she winced at the sounds of ambulances screeching through the city, cars backfiring, doors slamming, instinctively searching for cover after any unexpected din.
When a neighbor began repairing his porch shortly after she witnessed the explosions and carnage on Boylston Street, Joanna Leigh said she experienced a panic attack, a surge of fear that impelled her to hide beneath luggage in the hall closet of her Jamaica Plain apartment.
Now, nearly three months after the attacks, the 39-year-old international development consultant is struggling with the spate of booms and flashes from fireworks that have punctuated recent nights and that will culminate with the much larger, louder simulation of bombs bursting in air tonight.
“The fireworks are driving me crazy,” said Leigh, who said she called police Wednesday night after the fireworks kept her up. “It brings back all the horror. ”