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“We can do it,” said my unflappable 10-year-old daughter. It was hour 30 of the blackout caused by the southern Ontario ice storm and the four of us had slept together on the third floor. My husband, who had to go to work, asked if I wanted him to carry Deane downstairs. My husband had … Continue reading
“You should’ve gotten off at the last stop,” he said from where he was repairing the bottom of the escalator. “There’s an elevator there.” I didn’t respond. It was the end of a long day and I just wanted to get home. “You shouldn’t put those on an escalator. It’s dangerous,” he continued, gesturing at … Continue reading
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