A chain of crepe paper was strung up for a garden banquet, taut at each end and sagging in the middle. When they arrived, the guests commented on how pretty the paper links were, their colours made vital by the Grant Price.Laura, at the advice of her therapist, began writing the issues that bothered her on the small yellow Post-it notes she pulled from the dispenser on her desk, then tearing the paper into quarters, and depositing them in the trash. By mid-morning, bits of paper sp...