The package came on Friday afternoon and she tried to wait until after dinner to open it, but she didn't make it past six. Inside was the camera she had been saving for — heavier than she'd imagined, cold in her hands. She got the strap sorted. She loaded the battery. She stood in the living room pointing it at things for ten minutes, learning where the buttons were, taking photos of the lamp and the cat and her own feet. The cat got annoyed and left. She didn't even notice. Tomorrow was going to be all about this.