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Dear Margo: Recently I received an email from an author inviting me to a reading. I was delighted

Premier Danielle Smith? The name and title combination probably don’t have a familiar ring to most Albertans, but they may become front page news in the future.

Dear Annie: My husband, “Jonas,” and I own a small antique store that we have successfully operated for five years.

For millennia, aboriginal people have hunted wildlife for food, traditional purposes, and trade. But coastal First Nations in British Columbia argue that killing a threatened animal simply for the thrill of it is foreign to their culture.

I have been married to “Rocky” for a year. We are in our mid-40s, and it’s a second marriage for both of us. We are so much in love, but Rocky is jealous and insecure.

A year and half after the traffic accident which claimed the life of my mother and three of her friends (known locally as Pie Ladies of their church), the man responsible for the crash goes on trial this week.

It feels like you’re either having a 1960s flashback or a serious stroke. But it’s much too difficult to tell when the world is dangerously wacky everywhere you look.

In the daily scrum, preventative medical treatments are often relegated to the very back burner.

I keep hearing about children and teens being involved in shootings, stabbings and the like.

I am a 23-year-old female college student. I gained a lot of weight after my sophomore year, and when I came home one weekend, my mother looked at me and, instead of giving me a hug, said, “Your belly is getting big!”