After three hours of commuting by metro and on foot, we didn’t spot the marathon-running robot—but we did stumble upon a small, unexpected joy: a round of punch-hole fun.
Haha, Hamer went to her friend’s home this evening on her own, carrying her homework. I was planning to go pick her up, but we must have just missed each other on the way. Now she’s sitting by the door, waiting for me to come home and let her in.