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“Jurassic period,” Dave whispered.

Rick pulled more. A tangled ball of “flushable” wipes—which are never flushable—wrapped around the roots like a wet Christmas garland. The water in the basement gave a final, defeated sigh and drained. The toilet upstairs burped, then settled into a quiet, functional silence. clogged main sewer line

“All good,” Dave said. And for now, in the fragile truce between a family and its plumbing, it was. “Jurassic period,” Dave whispered

Lena came down with a glass of wine. “All good?” then settled into a quiet