When disaster hits, it takes a family and community approach to make a positive difference. After a worldwide technological failure, community life is taken to a whole new level.
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Chapter One No Place I’d Rather Be My world ended on a Thursday. It should have been a normal day. Well, as normal as seeing my daughter, Dana, off to her new life in St. Louis could be. I stood on the driveway, my stomach churning with the impending loss, and watched the last preparations finalized. The bright sky was alive with sparrows, robins, blue jays, and a couple of cardinals fluttering about in springtime joy. The field across the road had greened up with winter wheat while the plowed fields down the road waited in lumpy hillocks to be planted. Redbuds swelled on the treetops populating the edge of our property. With a lungful of sweet air, I tried to calm my jittery nerves. She’ll be okay. Dana’s car, stuffed with two kitchen chairs, bedding, the last of her clothing, enough comfort food to get her through the first week, and a miraculous medal and prayerbook she didn’t know about tucked into the glove compartment, announced her readiness to fly from the proverbial nest. My stomach flip-flopped as I inspected her tires, looking for the slightest excuse to make her stay another day. Dana rounded to the driver’s side, chuckling. “Mom, please don’t dribble your despondency all over my clean car. I. Will. Be. Fine.” Her dad, Liam—aka my beloved—grinned like the besotted fool he was. A perfect portrait of a proud papa. “Rosie, she got the job; now she gets to do what she wants.” Dana folded her arms over her chest. “You taught me to go for the best I could—so my leaving is really all your fault.” The kid got her sarcasm from me; I could hardly 2 complain. Though I did scrunch my eyes and pantomime a child having a conniption fit. Dana laughed. A loud bark that set our hounds into howls. She came around the front fender and wrapped me in a big hug. Dana was never small. Even as a baby, she came into the world larger than life...
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Olamide Azeez
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