Packing turned into an elaborate family exercise.

Sadie insisted on bringing three books, two games, her stuffed fox, and a magnifying glass.

Callum packed a notebook and then caught himself adding work articles.

I raised an eyebrow until he put the articles back on his desk.

The first morning was cold and clear.

We sat near the water wrapped in jackets, watching tiny ripples break against stones.

Callum couldn’t walk as far as he’d hoped.