Temporary.
But impossible to ignore.
Thursday evening, I added it to the hot tub water.
The following Friday, we once again made an obvious show of leaving.
This time, however, we parked several streets away and quietly returned home.
We sat in the kitchen watching the camera feed.
At 8:30 p.m., the gate opened.
Jim entered first.
Lisa followed.
Then Emma and Jake.
Same insulated bag.
Same portable speaker.
Same confident routine.
Jim pulled the cover off the hot tub as though he owned it.
They climbed inside.
