We got lunch in Manitou Springs on the way home and she ordered a milkshake before the food came, on the grounds that the day had been emotionally significant.

That became a thing we do.

Every year on Rebecca’s birthday — the fourteenth of June — we go somewhere neither of us has ever been.

That’s the only rule.

It doesn’t have to be far and it doesn’t have to be good.

We’ve done a mineral museum in Golden that took nineteen minutes.