“Stand closer together for this one,” Arthur said, leaning on the last word.

Eli shuffled to his left, his worn sneakers squeaking loudly against the polished marble.

Owen put his hand on his brother’s shoulder.

Arthur pressed the silver button.

The camera flashed, reflecting off the shiny blue plastic competition badges still pinned firmly to their lapels.

Claire stood beside Arthur, watching the boys lower their hands from the glare.

Through the shifting crowd of academics, Claire saw a man break away from a group of event officials near the coat check.

Daniel walked slowly toward the brick column.