I thought I remembered isolating my manuscripts and storing them in a shed far from the fire zone, but that might not be the case. It turns out that it’s most likely that they are in storage mere meters from the fire line. Now I get to gnaw my nails down to my knuckles as I wait to learn their fate.
As for my personal saga, I am back at my niece’s place after a week in the motel. It’s nice to be back and the first thing they told me was that I had better stay longer than planned if I knew what was good for me. I guess I’ll be getting on to the motel to change my tentative booking for next week. It is heartening to know that in the midst of all this it only takes one gesture to put it in a different light. Also, I’ve got a great niece.-)
rjb
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