To the lost boy He approaches me with anger once again but this time I don’t back away. I stand my ground, no longer fearful of him I choose to listen. She chose you over me, anger thinly veils the absolute desperation. I can see that now. She didn’t, I respond and quickly follow up, …

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Owen and Victoria Stack After a tumultuous attempt at landing in Wabush,NL our plane was redirected back to Sept Isles,QC where I had previously been waiting 10 hours. Irritated and exhausted, I released myself from the constraints of the airplane seatbelt to get off the plane once again. I looked down the aisle to see …

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