CHAPTER 15Len
Summer came, and with it, the fog. The days hardly grew warmer, but the light lasted longer, and people’s spirits rose. For Len, everything felt easier. There was one fewer class to teach, and all were during the day. The evenings were so long now that often after dinner he got out the stroller and they went for a walk. There was no playground near the campus, but it didn’t matter. There was a long stretch of grass in front of the main library where the girls could play. Emma was walking in earnest now, and the closely cut lawn was perfect; she never cried when she fell.
Sometimes, Len would try to lie down in the grass while they played, gazing up through the misty air, or letting his eyes close, just for a moment. But Jessie would not stand for that.
“Come chase me,” she
