There’s an old saying. If you want it done right, you need to do it yourself. The world was watching. Watching and doing nothing. I remember that night, when the winds and the rain swept through our town and practically erased it. The old trailer park down by the river was definitely gone. It took a while to count how many people died, because we didn’t really know who was living there, let alone who was home and who wasn’t and who was visiting Aunt Agatha in Florida. The trailers washed up against the cliffs like Lego bricks was the

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