I am staying at the home of my Beth, a penfriend quite literally inherited from my sister Barbara.By an extraordinary set of circumstances, mystical or magical, Beth decided to contact my family on the day my mother died, nearly forty years after my sister had died. And that is why I am here in Canada, at her home in Cabbagetown, downtown Toronto.
Beth has planned for me the most wonderful fortnight of cultural activity, with time to read and to write, to meet her friends and family. These things I love to do, and Barbara walks with me.
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