The Tornado, my Grandparents, and the Meeting
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...I am walking in the streets of my home town, Gatineau. I can see a funnel in the clouds, then a tornado forming right beside me. I am running to the house in front of the cemetary where my grandparents used to live. My grandfather is still alive. I leave the door opened and I wait for one of them to close it, which must be a difficult task. But why don't I help them? ...I arrive late at work. I should have been here by 2:30 PM, when the management meeting started. But Alain G., the call centre director, keeps me from going in under the pretext that I am twenty minutes late and that I should know by now that...
