The sun was still rising when a bell rang out gently across the campgrounds. A soft breeze rustled the trees as campers made their way toward the open-air breakfast pavilion, the aroma of brewed coffee and toasted granola filling the space. There was a strange kind of buzz in the air—an undercurrent of anticipation.
A facilitator clapped lightly for attention.
“Good morning, everyone! Just a quick reminder—today is Calling Day. If you’d like to check in with your family, friends, or workplace, the call center will be open all day. You can also stop by to find out if anyone left you a voice message. If there’s something waiting for you, it’ll be played in your private booth.”
Around the pavilion, heads nodded, and conversations stirred.
Katherine poked at her fruit bowl, quietly listeni
