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0:00For 18 months, my retirement was a
0:02full-time job with no pay, no benefits,
0:05and a boss who never once asked whether
0:07I was free.
0:09I didn't see how completely it had
0:11swallowed me until a Friday night in
0:13April, when my daughter-in-law stopped
0:15phrasing things as requests. I am
0:18Deborah Hill. I'm 64. I live in
0:21Hamilton, Ontario, and I spent 34 years
0:24as a bookkeeper, and then controller at
0:26a plumbing supply wholesaler before I
0:29retired. I know what a ledger looks like
0:31when one column is doing all the work. I
0:34just never thought to look at my own.
0:37Drop your city in the comments before I
0:39go on. Every town you name makes my day.
0:43I should say first that none of this was
0:45ever about my grandson. Jack is four. He
0:48loves dump trucks more than he loves
0:51cake. And when he comes barreling into
0:53my kitchen in his rubber boots shouting,
0:55"Grandma Deb," the whole world makes
0:58sense again. It was always about his
1:00mother.
1:01Courtney is 36 and a regional operations
1:04manager for a freight company.
1:06She runs her house the way she runs her
1:08loading docks, tight and fast, with no
1:11tolerance for slack. When she married my
1:14son Kevin 10 years ago, I admired that
1:17about her. It took me a long time to
1:19learn that admirable and respectful are
1:22two different things.
1:24My husband Glenn died 2 years ago this
1:26fall. Pancreatic cancer's fast and
1:30cruel. I retired that winter because I
1:32couldn't stand the office anymore, the
1:34way people lowered their voices when I
1:36walked in. Then I was home in a big,
1:38quiet house in the East End, with his
1:41boots still by the door, and a pension
1:43that was comfortable but not generous.
1:46When Kevin and Courtney asked if I could
1:48help with Jack a couple of days a week,
1:51I said yes before they finished the
1:53sentence. I missed noise. I wanted to be
1:56needed. But a couple of days a week
1:58became four. Then Courtney started
2:01sharing a calendar with me, a bright
2:03teal one on my phone, and she filled it
2:05without ever calling to ask. Monday,
2:077:30 to 5:30, teal. Wednesday, teal.
2:12Notes appeared in the little boxes.
2:14Organic oat cereal only. Wash his
2:16blankets in the fragrance-free
2:18detergent. Rotate the toys. I told
2:21myself it was a phase.
2:23Daycare in this city costs the earth,
2:25and the wait lists are 2 years long.
2:27Kevin sold software and was always on a
2:29call, always stressed, always tired. I
2:32told myself that families pitch in.
2:35I kept telling myself that until the day
2:38I opened my own calendar and saw I
2:40hadn't put a single thing in it for me
2:42in 6 months.
2:44Glenn used to say I had good hands. He'd
2:46watched me at a pottery night once,
2:49years before, turning a lopsided bowl on
2:51a wheel and laughing at myself, and he
2:53never forgot it. The Christmas before he
2:56got sick, he gave me a set of sculpting
2:58tools, wooden handles, steel loops, a
3:02little carving knife in a canvas roll. I
3:04never opened the roll. It seemed too
3:06soon, and then it seemed too late.
3:09That February, I finally registered for
3:12a Tuesday morning ceramics class at the
3:14community center on Barton Street. I
3:17paid 60-odd dollars for the session,
3:19bought a bag of clay, and drove home
3:21feeling a spark I hadn't felt in months.
3:25I missed the first class. Courtney's
3:27company moved up a quarterly review, and
3:29she needed me Tuesday morning. She
3:32didn't ask. She changed the calendar to
3:34teal and texted, "Jack ready by 8." I
3:38canceled my spot telling myself I'd join
3:40the next session. I never rebooked.
3:43By spring, I had spent more on gas than
3:45I wanted to admit, 40 minutes each way,
3:48four times a week, plus the groceries.
3:50Courtney's fridge was a bare field most
3:52days, a jar of mustard and some cheese
3:55strings, so I picked up berries and
3:57yogurt and bananas at the FreshCo on on
4:00way out of my own pocket. Nobody ever
4:03offered to reimburse me. Nobody ever
4:05asked how I was managing on a pension
4:08and Glenn's survivor benefit.
4:10Kevin would come home, bury his face in
4:12his laptop, and mumble thanks. Courtney
4:15would sweep in, inspect the place the
4:17way you'd inspect a rental unit, and
4:20list what I hadn't gotten to. I wasn't a
4:22mother or a grandmother in that house. I
4:25was staff, and I was missing my targets.
4:28One afternoon, cleaning out my closet, I
4:31found the canvas roll. Dust on the
4:33wooden handles. I unrolled it and ran my
4:36thumb along the little carving knife,
4:38and my chest went tight in a way I
4:40couldn't explain.
4:41I wasn't only losing my time. I was
4:44letting them sand me down to nothing. I
4:46sat on the edge of my bed with that
4:48knife in my hand and thought, "Nobody is
4:51going to give me permission to have a
4:52life."
4:54I would have to just take one.
4:56The shift started on a Saturday in
4:58April. I had joined a community garden
5:01cooperative in Westdale, the kind where
5:04you commit to Saturday mornings, or you
5:06lose your plot. I'd already missed
5:09orientation because of one of Kevin's
5:11golf weekends, and I swore I wouldn't
5:13miss the first planting day.
5:16On Friday evening, my phone buzzed.
5:18Courtney. No hello. She had booked a
5:21weekend away with her university
5:22friends, a wine tour in
5:24Niagara-on-the-Lake,
5:26and I was to be at her door by 7:00 the
5:28next morning to take Jack for two full
5:30days.
5:31I breathed in and kept my voice flat.
5:34"I have the garden cooperative tomorrow
5:36morning, Courtney. I can't come."
5:39I heard her exhale, the sound she makes
5:41when a truck is late.
5:43"The plants will be there next week,
5:45Deborah.
5:46Kevin has a client dinner tonight, and
5:48my friends are expecting me at noon.
5:50Family comes first."
5:52"I agree," I said, "which is why Kevin
5:55will be watching his son."
5:57She clicked her tongue.
5:58"You're making this unnecessarily
6:00difficult. Just be here."
6:03She hung up. I stood in my kitchen
6:05looking at the dark screen. A year
6:07earlier, I'd have felt the guilt rise
6:10like heartburn and set the alarm for
6:126:00. This time, I set up the coffee
6:14maker for my usual hour and went to bed.
6:17I spent that Saturday with my hands in
6:19cold black soil beside a retired nurse
6:22named Martha Gray who had a mouth like a
6:25sailor and a laugh you could hear from
6:27the parking lot.
6:28We planted kale and snow peas. For the
6:31first time in a year and a half, my
6:33shoulders came down from around my ears.
6:36Monday, I knew there'd be weather.
6:39I arrived at their house with a loaf of
6:41banana bread for Jack.
6:43Courtney yanked the door open in her
6:45tailored work blazer wearing an
6:48expression you could have skated on.
6:50She took the container from from me, set
6:52it on the hall table, and spoke to the
6:54wall. She'd had to cancel the entire
6:56trip because Kevin couldn't get out of
6:59his meetings and the winery deposit
7:02wasn't refundable.
7:03"I'm sorry you lost the deposit," I
7:05said, and I meant it as a fact, not an
7:08apology.
7:09She spun around tapping a manicured nail
7:11on the island. "Since I was stuck here
7:14all weekend, the chores backed up.
7:16Jack's laundry needs washing, drying,
7:19and folding before I'm home at 6:00."
7:22Then she grabbed her briefcase and left
7:24and the door slammed hard enough to
7:26rattle the pictures.
7:28I looked at the hamper in the hallway,
7:30mountainous, and then at Jack dragging a
7:33yellow dump truck across the rug and
7:35making engine noises with his whole
7:37body. So, I got down on the floor. We
7:40built a city out of cardboard boxes with
7:43a quarry, a bridge, and a parking garage
7:46for the trucks. When he napped, I sat on
7:48the back step with a cup of tea and
7:50finally started the mystery novel I'd
7:52bought in February.
7:54I touched exactly zero pieces of
7:56laundry.
7:57I was there as a grandmother, not a
7:59housekeeper.
8:01At 6:00 sharp, the garage door rumbled.
8:04Courtney walked in and her eyes went
8:06straight to the hallway, to the basket
8:08exactly where she'd left it. She dropped
8:11her keys on the counter with a clatter.
8:14Did you not see the basket?
8:16I saw it. I zipped my coat. Jack and I
8:19had a lovely day building a city. I'll
8:21see you Tuesday.
8:23Her mouth hung slightly open. She had no
8:25setting for a polite, quiet no.
8:28I kissed Jack on the head, walked to my
8:30car, and drove home feeling lighter than
8:33the air coming through the window.
8:35Two weeks later the street held its
8:37spring block party, a potluck sprawling
8:40over three lawns with folding tables,
8:42hot dogs, a bouncy castle somebody's
8:45brother-in-law had rented. I went mostly
8:48to walk Jack from game to game.
8:50I was getting a bottle of water near the
8:52dessert table when I heard Courtney's
8:54voice from the far side of a big maple.
8:57She was talking to two neighboring
8:59couples I knew, only to nod at.
9:02I stopped behind the trunk when I heard
9:05my name.
9:06"Oh, Deborah's at our place constantly,"
9:09she said in a voice thick with practiced
9:11pity. "She had such a hard time after
9:14her husband passed. She was rattling
9:16around that big house all alone. So, we
9:19keep her involved. Honestly, the routine
9:21gives her a sense of purpose. Letting
9:24her help with Jack in the household is
9:26our way of keeping her active."
9:28"It's a lot to manage, but it's the
9:30right thing to do for family."
9:32One of the neighbors made a soft,
9:34sympathetic sound.
9:36I stood there with the cold bottle going
9:38slick in my hand. The smell of barbecue
9:41smoke and cut grass turned my stomach.
9:4418 months of winter roads and black ice
9:47on the link. 18 months of buying their
9:50groceries and folding their clothes and
9:52swallowing their stress. And she had
9:54taken all of it and rebranded it.
9:57She wasn't just using my labor.
9:59She was spending it as her own charity,
10:01as proof of of what a generous
10:03daughter-in-law she was. And I was the
10:05pitiable widow she was so kindly
10:08rescuing.
10:09I didn't step around the tree. I didn't
10:11yell. What came over me wasn't anger.
10:14It was a cold, clean clarity. The same
10:17feeling I used to get when an audit
10:19finally balanced and I knew exactly
10:21where the money had gone.
10:23I walked back to Jack, handed him his
10:25juice box and told Kevin I was heading
10:27home. I said nothing else. I didn't need
10:30to. The rules had changed.
10:33That night in my quiet house, I opened
10:35my laptop at the dining room table and
10:38pulled up 18 months of bank statements.
10:41I got out a yellow legal pad and did
10:43what I do best.
10:45Every FreshCo and Metro receipt near
10:47their house, mileage at the CRA rate for
10:5040-minute trips each way four days a
10:52week, Jack's winter boots and snow pants
10:55when they forgot, art supplies,
10:57prescription cough syrup, the can you
10:59grab items Courtney texted me on my way
11:02over, wipes, sunscreen, a birthday gift
11:05for a classmate, a replacement car seat
11:08cover. I even added the parking at the
11:10children's hospital the one time Jack
11:12had croup and I was the one who took
11:15him.
11:16At the bottom of the page was a figure
11:17that made me feel physically ill. 11,400
11:22and some dollars.
11:23I had funded my own exploitation.
11:26I tore off the sheet, folded it in
11:28thirds, and put it in my desk drawer. It
11:31wasn't about getting the money back, at
11:33least not yet. It was about making sure
11:36not one more dollar leaked from my
11:38account into theirs.
11:40The next morning I woke up and rebuilt
11:42my week. I bought a full year membership
11:45at the Royal Botanical Gardens.
11:47I signed up for two shifts a week with
11:50the literacy program at the central
11:52library. I joined Martha's Thursday
11:54morning book club. I wrote everything
11:57into my calendar in pen first, then
11:59typed it in, and I didn't share it with
12:01anyone.
12:03When I drove to Kevin and Courtney's the
12:05following Tuesday, I didn't stop at the
12:07store.
12:08When Jack asked for the expensive
12:10berries Courtney insisted on, I gave him
12:13the apples from my own kitchen.
12:15When Kevin texted asking me to grab his
12:17dry cleaning, I wrote back, "No, I'm at
12:20the park with Jack." I stopped being
12:22their safety net, the invisible shock
12:25absorber for two people who'd never
12:27learned to budget their own time.
12:29Brick by quiet brick, I was laying a new
12:32foundation.
12:33I was ready for the day they pushed too
12:35far.
12:36It came in late May. Kevin stopped by my
12:39house on a Thursday afternoon to collect
12:42Jack. He stood in my kitchen scrolling
12:44through his phone, tense and distracted,
12:47and without looking up, he dropped it on
12:49me.
12:50"Hey, Mom. Courtney's company has its
12:52national summit in Vancouver starting
12:55Monday. I've got a mandatory sales
12:57retreat that same week. We'll need you
13:00at the house Monday to Friday, full
13:02days, probably 7:00 to 7:00."
13:05He pocketed the phone and looked at me,
13:07fully expecting the usual nod.
13:10I wiped the counter, rinsed the sponge,
13:12wrung it out. "I can do Tuesday and
13:14Thursday afternoons, 1:00 to 5:00. The
13:17rest of the week I'm unavailable."
13:20Kevin blinked. "Wait, what? Mom, this
13:23isn't a quick errand. We're both
13:24traveling."
13:26"I understand there's a conflict. I have
13:28commitments at the library and with my
13:30group."
13:31"Tuesday and Thursday afternoons are
13:33what I can offer."
13:35He rubbed his temples, a habit he got
13:37from his father. "You're volunteering.
13:40Skip it for a week. A temp nanny is
13:42insanely expensive, and Courtney's going
13:45to lose it."
13:46"Then I'd start calling agencies today,
13:48so you have time to vet them." I
13:50pointed. "Jack's jacket is on the hook."
13:54He stared at me like I'd started
13:56speaking another language. He was used
13:58to the mother who bent over backwards to
14:00keep the peace. He took the jacket,
14:03muttered something about figuring it
14:05out, and hustled Jack to the car. I
14:08watched them go. I knew Kevin wouldn't
14:10be the one to call me back. He'd send
14:13his wife.
14:14The phone rang at 8:45 that night.
14:17Courtney's name lit the screen. I let it
14:19ring three times, then slid my thumb
14:21across.
14:23Deborah. No hello. It was a tactical
14:25strike.
14:26Kevin told me some nonsense about two
14:28half days. Let me be very clear. This
14:31summit is critical for my promotion.
14:33"Congratulations on the opportunity." I
14:36said, and took a sip of my decaf.
14:39She ignored that.
14:40"We leave Monday morning. My flight's at
14:429:00. I need you at the house by 7:00.
14:45Jack's meals are prepped, and the chore
14:47list is on the counter."
14:49"Courtney, I told Kevin my availability.
14:53I'm happy to help Tuesday and Thursday
14:55afternoons. You'll need to hire someone
14:57for the rest of the week."
14:59I heard her breath catch. I heard the
15:02exact moment she switched to the voice
15:04she keeps
15:05for warehouse staff who've missed a
15:07shipment. She believed authority and
15:09power were the same thing.
15:12"You'll be at my door by 7:00 Monday
15:14because I said so."
15:1618 months. She treated my retirement
15:18like a company vehicle.
15:20And now she was issuing an order.
15:23I didn't raise my voice. I didn't argue.
15:25I didn't explain.
15:27"I won't be there, Courtney. If you
15:29leave your son alone in that house at
15:317:00 on Monday morning, that's on you.
15:34The answer is no. Please don't call me
15:36about this again."
15:38Her voice, so loud a second earlier,
15:41just stopped.
15:42The silence on the line had weight to
15:44it. It was the sound of a woman who runs
15:46everything walking into a wall she
15:49hadn't known was there. She sputtered
15:52once, trying to build a sentence that
15:54would get her back on top, and found
15:55nothing to stand on.
15:57I pressed the red button, switched off
16:00my phone, put it in the drawer, and went
16:02to bed.
16:03I slept better than I had in a year and
16:05a half.
16:06Monday, I woke at my usual hour, made
16:09dark roast, and sat on the back deck
16:11listening to the cardinals.
16:14I didn't drive toward their
16:15neighborhood. I didn't glance at the
16:17clock when it hit 7:00.
16:19When I turned my phone on at 9:00, there
16:21were three missed calls from Kevin and
16:23two long frantic texts that ended in
16:26defeat. They'd scrambled all weekend and
16:29found an emergency sitter through a
16:31bonded agency.
16:33I called Kevin back around 10:00. He
16:35answered on the first ring, his voice
16:38echoing like he was in an airport.
16:40"Mom, do you have any idea what this is
16:42costing us?
16:44The agency charges a rush fee. It's $38
16:47an hour plus a daily booking charge."
16:50"That sounds like what professional
16:52child care costs." I said. "I hope she's
16:55wonderful with Jack."
16:57"Courtney's furious."
16:59"Kevin, listen carefully." I kept my
17:02voice level. "For over a year, I gave
17:04you my time, my energy, and my money. I
17:07was treated like a nuisance in return.
17:10I'm Jack's grandmother, not your
17:11employee. You'll cover your own child
17:13care from now on. If you want me in his
17:16life, it will be on terms with basic
17:18respect."
17:19He went completely silent. My son isn't
17:22a bad man, only a weak one who takes
17:25whatever road is flattest. Without me
17:27standing between him and his own
17:29household, he had nowhere to hide.
17:31"I know, Mom." He said finally. "We
17:34should have appreciated it more."
17:36"Yes, you should have. Safe travels."
17:39I hung up and felt no guilt at all. I
17:42felt like a homeowner who had finally
17:44changed the locks.
17:45That could have been the end.
17:48But there was one more column I hadn't
17:49closed.
17:51Courtney returned from Vancouver on a
17:53Friday. By Sunday evening, Kevin called
17:56and asked in the careful voice of a man
17:58reading from a card if they could come
18:00by to talk. I said they could come
18:03Monday at 6:00. I didn't offer dinner.
18:06They sat on my living room sofa, side by
18:09side and stiff, with Jack at a friend's
18:11house for the evening.
18:13Courtney had trimmed some of the polish
18:15off. She hadn't been promoted. The
18:17summit had gone badly, she said, because
18:20she'd spent 3 days answering frantic
18:23calls from a sitter who couldn't find
18:25Jackson's inhaler, and she'd missed the
18:27one dinner where the vice president
18:29announced the new director.
18:32She said it wasn't a punishment, just
18:34how it felt.
18:35I had the yellow pad on the coffee
18:37table, and beside it a clean printed
18:40sheet itemized by month with receipts
18:42attached. At the bottom in bold was the
18:45number
18:4618 months, I said. $1,462
18:51out of pocket. Groceries, gas, supplies,
18:55and one parking bill from the children's
18:56hospital. I am not asking for it as a
18:59favor.
19:00Courtney's face went white and then red.
19:03That's You never said anything.
19:05You never told us you were spending
19:07that.
19:08You never asked. I looked at her. You
19:11also never asked why a woman who's
19:13supposedly so lonely and aimless
19:16couldn't find the time to do a single
19:18thing for herself.
19:19Kevin stared at the page. His hands, I
19:21noticed, had begun to shake. Mom, I had
19:24no idea it added up to that.
19:27You didn't look.
19:28Courtney started to speak, stopped, and
19:31tried again. At the block party, I said
19:33things. I was
19:35I know what you said, I told her. I was
19:38behind the maple. I heard every word,
19:40including the part where I was a project
19:42you were kindly managing.
19:44She closed her eyes. For the first time
19:47since I'd met her, Courtney Hill didn't
19:50have a response ready. But in that
19:52moment, all of the polish stripped off,
19:55and she was just a tired young woman in
19:57my living room who had been caught.
20:00I'd like a check, I said. Not all at
20:02once. I'm not unreasonable. Half now,
20:05half by the end of August, and I'd like
20:07you to tell the Hendersons and the
20:09Olsens, whom you spoke to that day, that
20:11I was never rescued from anything, that
20:14I was working, and that I've stopped.
20:17Kevin wrote the first check on my coffee
20:19table. $5,731.
20:23The pen scratched loud in that silent
20:26room.
20:27Courtney didn't reach for her purse.
20:29She sat very still, watching her husband
20:32sign away money she'd have preferred to
20:34spend on a nicer car.
20:36"I'll talk to the neighbors." she said
20:38at last, very quietly.
20:40"I'll tell them."
20:42"Not tell them." I said. "Tell them to
20:44my face. I'll be at the end of your
20:46driveway on Saturday at 8:30 on my way
20:49to the garden.
20:51The Hendersons and the Olsons walk their
20:52dogs past then.
20:54You know that better than I do."
20:56Kevin looked at his wife.
20:58Courtney looked at her hands. Then she
21:01picked up the pen slowly and signed her
21:03name on the second line of the check
21:06Kevin had pushed toward her.
21:08"I'll bring the second check to you
21:10myself before the end of August." she
21:12said.
21:13On Saturday, I parked across from their
21:15house and stood on the sidewalk with my
21:17purse over my arm.
21:19The Hendersons came first, a gray
21:21Labrador pulling them along, and Mr.
21:23Olson and his wife a minute behind.
21:26Courtney came down the driveway in jeans
21:28and no blazer. Her arms were wrapped
21:31tight across her stomach, the way a
21:33person stands when they are cold.
21:37"Good morning."
21:38she said, and her voice cracked on the
21:40second word. She cleared her throat. "I
21:43owe all of you a correction. At the
21:45block party, I told you Deborah comes to
21:47our house because she's lonely, that we
21:50give her something to do.
21:52Mrs. Henderson's eyebrows rose. The dog
21:54sat down.
21:55"That wasn't true." Courtney said.
21:58"She's been looking after our son four
22:00days a week for a year and a half. She
22:02paid for our groceries and her own gas.
22:05She wasn't being rescued. She was
22:08working for us and we never paid her a
22:09cent and I made her sound like a charity
22:12case so I'd look generous." She
22:14swallowed. She stopped and she was right
22:17to. "I wanted you to hear it from me.
22:20Nobody spoke for a moment. Mr. Olson
22:22studied the pavement. Mrs. Olson looked
22:25at me, then back at Courtney and said,
22:27"Well, that took some nerve." She did
22:29not say it kindly, and Courtney did not
22:31look away.
22:33Mrs. Henderson gave me a small nod and a
22:35murmured, "Good for you, Deborah."
22:38And the two couples walked on,
22:41their voices dropping the moment they
22:42were past the hedge.
22:44Courtney stayed where she was, red to
22:46her ears. "Was that enough?" she asked.
22:50"It was true," I said. "That's all I
22:51wanted."
22:53On the last Friday of August, she rang
22:55my doorbell at 6:00 in the evening. No
22:58Kevin, no Jack. She held out an
23:00envelope, $5,731
23:04in a check that cleared the following
23:06week. She did not ask to come in, and I
23:09did not invite her. "Thank you for being
23:11patient," she said. And then, after a
23:13pause I let stand, "I'm sorry, Deborah.
23:16Not because I got caught, because it was
23:18wrong." I took the envelope and said, "I
23:21accept that." She nodded once and walked
23:24back to her car, and the ledger was
23:26closed.
23:27That was a month ago, and my life has
23:29changed.
23:31My calendar belongs to me. I volunteer
23:33at the library on Wednesdays and
23:35Fridays.
23:36I'm in the garden co-op on Saturday
23:38mornings, and my own backyard has never
23:41been so crowded with tomatoes.
23:43In September, I finally walked into the
23:45community center and signed up for a
23:48fall ceramics class Tuesday evenings.
23:50The first night, I laid Glenn's canvas
23:52roll open on the table, and my hands
23:55knew exactly what to do.
23:57Kevin and Courtney had to adjust.
24:00Without my free labor padding their
24:01budget, they sat down and actually
24:04looked at their money. They hired a
24:06permanent part-time nanny, a lovely
24:09woman named Kelly, because she's paid by
24:11the hour and they know it. They treat
24:14her time with respect.
24:16I see Jack every Sunday afternoon. We
24:18bake oatmeal cookies or dig potatoes.
24:22When I drop him off at 5:00, Courtney
24:24opens the door. She doesn't issue
24:26orders. She doesn't hand me laundry.
24:28What's left is a careful, polite
24:30distance with a sliver of something
24:32almost like respect. She says thank you
24:35every single time because she knows I
24:37can simply walk away.
24:39I didn't need to shout. I didn't need
24:42revenge. All I did was close the bank of
24:45endless favors and send them the
24:46statement.
24:48Last Sunday I drove home with the
24:49windows down and the radio low and when
24:52I glanced at the passenger seat, there
24:54was a small yellow dump truck Jack had
24:56left behind. I smiled into the evening
24:59breeze.
25:01Glenn always said I had a strong spine.
25:03It took me a while to remember how to
25:05stand up straight, but now that I have,
25:08I'm never bending down again.
25:10I'd like to know what you think. Have
25:12you ever had to say no to people who
25:14counted on you to say yes?
25:17Tell me in the comments how it went.

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