I had a quiet day with Sarah and her parents. I chatted with her dad while she and her mom made a miracle of a meal in the kitchen. I guess I was an honorary male for the day. It wasn't too keen a thing, but I found myself missing Gordon. I imagined him--bored with his family--drinking coffee, smoking, playing indulgently with his nieces and nephews. And I wished, on some level, that I could be there with him, even though he feels like a stranger to me at the moment.