It was a Monday, my last day off before having to return to work. I was at home with my two teens, whose schools had recently closed out of an abundance of caution, when my husband called me from work.
“I just heard London is shutting down the city because of the virus. I’m going to stop by Costco to pick up food for the house.”
“What does that mean — shut down the city?” I asked.
“I think it means all businesses will have to shut down for at least the next two…