The bank foreclosed a month later, boarding it up. I instinctively unbuckled my seat belt and looked around. Stacy had to help me with my pants as I couldn’t undo the belt and button on them. That’s what finally got me on this flight to the mainland, with the mine closed, there was no industry, but forestry and summer tourism left so the fully collapsed and most of the population left, save for a few in the service industry and tourism. I gave Stacy some of the clothes I found, the jeans, the vest and the toque while I attempted to heat up the food near the fire. I hated always hated it here, everyone knew everyone’s business and people became bitter and desperate when they thought the country had forgotten about the. I backed up down the hill to a flat spot by a tree.
