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I felt like I was 12 years old again and hiding out in the cellar with my grandparents as the storm of the century raged above. I had felt like I was just waiting to find out whether that was how I died.
When I asked my grandpa whether we were going to be okay, he answered, “We will or we won't.”
That was that.
My grandmother was much better in a crisis and comforted me and said that no matter what happened she would be there with me.
It wasn't that my gran ...
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