My Son Gave His Umbrella to a Pregnant

driver, we turned all that unwanted attention into the Route 47 Rain Rack—a blue

stand by the bus stop, stocked with umbrellas, ponchos, gloves, and bus passes for anyone caught in a storm.

Darren’s umbrella came home with us. A new blue one hangs on the rack, for sharing. The old one stays under Eli’s arm, for remembering. I finally understood:

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