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Stephen said, upon seeing one of the red double-decker buses mangled in London’s explosions, “Mama, what’s that?”

“That’s a broken bus,” I replied.

“Fix it. Can you fix it?” Stephen wanted to know.

“Maybe. Sometimes things get broken and you can’t fix them,” I told him regretfully.

“Try. You can try fix it,” Stephen insisted.

“Yes, baby. Yes we can.”