Shall I let them in?”

“Go ahead and let them in,” I said.

The video feed opened up into a three-way split screen.

The lower right square showed the familiar living room of the house I grew up in.

The dark brown velvet curtains were pulled tight against the morning sun, leaving the room lit only by the faint blue glow of the television in the corner.

Margaret sat on the edge of the floral sofa with a light blue paper napkin.