Can you hear me?” “Where are you, Mother?” Wishing her daughter would lose the whine, Suzanna replied, “I’m at the library. How are you?” “When are you coming home? It’s already July! You’ve been gone almost … How long has it been, Kevin? Since mid-April.” “Mom,” Kevin’s deep voice sounded. “Did you see Yellowstone, like you planned?” Suzanna laughed into the phone. “The gates were closed and I’m way too busy for that now.” “Mother. You said in your last letter that you bought new jeans. Aren’t you eating right?” Penny asked. “I’m eating just fine.” Suzanna looked at her arms, now tanned from the sun. “And my hair’s long enough to pile on top of my head when I’m outside. Some days, it’s too hot on my shoulders.” “You’ve never worn your hair that long.
