Dear Readers,
First, a round of applause for my sharp-eyed readers — because it certainly wasn't me who caught this one.
It has been pointed out to me — by people who were clearly paying closer attention than their author was — that I have been sending Aunt Nancy, Uncle Aaron, and the girls to live in Dryden, Ontario in several chapters, with Chapter 32 (Canadian Thanksgiving) being the most egregious offender.
For those unfamiliar with Canadian geography, Dryden is a lovely little city of about 7,000 people situated roughly 5,000 kilometres northwest of where the Haydens were always supposed to live: Toronto.
In my defence, both cities are in Ontario. That's where my defence ends.
I'd like to think that in my version of events, Aunt Nancy simply nodded along politely as Michael flew in the wrong direction for Thanksgiving dinner, Aaron quietly updated Google Maps, and the cousins were too young to know any better. It's fine. Everyone eventually got their turkey.
Going forward, the Hayden family will be correctly and permanently residing in Toronto, Ontario, where they belong and where, frankly, the flight makes a lot more sense for everyone involved.
As for Chapter 32, I am treating it like Fight Club. What is the First Rule? We do not talk about Chapter 32. What is the Second Rule? We do not talk about Dryden. Ever again.
Thank you to my wonderful readers for catching what I missed, and for your patience and willingness to suspend not just disbelief, but apparently also your knowledge of Canadian geography.
— CCTW
(P.S. — No Haydens were harmed in the making of this geographical error. Probably.)