DIALLO: What was it like, those last days before you left Toronto?
RAYMONDE: I stayed in the basement watching television. The neighborhood was emptying out. Peter was going out at night—stealing food, I think—and then one morning he said, “Kiki, we’ve got to go.” He hotwired a car that the neighbors had abandoned, and we drove for a while, but we got trapped. All the ramps onto the expressway were clogged with abandoned cars, the side roads too. Finally we just had to walk, like everyone else.
DIALLO: Where did you go?
RAYMONDE: East and south. Around the lake and down into the United States. The border was open by then. All the guards had left.
DIALLO: Did you have a set destination?
RAYMONDE: I don’t think so. No. But it was either leave or wait in Toronto, and what would we have been waiting for?