February brings a blizzard. Even though most students at Stone walk to class from dorms, the campus is closed and I have a weekend that stretches into five days. We lose water in the downstairs bathroom only, which has become Thomas’s bathroom. We can deal. I call Mark to get on his calendar, but I insist he take care of his emergencies first. I know I have neighbors without any water at all until Mark comes to the rescue. The city is slow to plow the roads because we’re hit by two storms two days apart. They haven’t cleared the snow from the first when the second hits. It’s not that much: fourteen to sixteen inches, but our town isn’t equipped for heavy snow. We have only two snowplows in the whole town and the county is too busy plowing the major roads to lend a hand. The snow keeps Thomas from being able to go see his mom and dad. It’s a bigger problem than him having to use Chloe’s bathroom . . . or mine, depending on my daughter’s mood. By day three, we’re all cranky.
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