🫧 Open on Bubbles A story I first told on 10 May 2017. It’s a good story, so I’m telling it again. I no longer live in a house that has a crawl space, hallelujah, amen. We’ve had a lot of rain lately. Days on end it has fallen. Inside my house, it was strangely quiet. It should not have been. My sump pump should have been running, and I should have heard it. Dagnabbit — that meant it had pumped its last. The old, failed sump pump sitting on my deck. Which tells you where this story is going. I’m not deeply