‘Speaking,’ Caleb answers slowly, confused. I look out over the construction zone in front of me, idly eyeing someone skateboarding across a ramp. Jewel explains, ‘They haven’t figured out what to do with this land. It’s kind of the only waterfront-y area in Bellingham.’ Some silos in the distance seem…

We fly into Seattle, and from the plane I am taking pictures out the window, trying to capture Emily and Tom’s neighbourhood in anticipation of being able to share these pictures with Glenna and Marlow. We land, text Emmy, and she sets off to pick us up. We wend our…