On Thursday night, Mum and I headed over to the Island for Granny's 95th birthday. Since we both worked during the day, we decided to take the 9pm ferry. Nick drove us and dropped us off with lots of time to spare. As Nick and I were following Mum, carrying the suitcases, we watch in horror as Mum crumbles onto the crosswalk, doing a massive
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