Whenever someone brings up Hurricane Helene, Heather Maloy winces at the memories: Buildings gone. Downed trees everywhere. The French Broad River turning into a sea that engulfed everything she recognized. I can’t stay here, she told herself. But what could she do? She couldn’t clear brush or move dirt or repair damaged houses. When she came back to Asheville, she found her answer: She could…
2025-09-25
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