Vacation and Dressing Like Sheep

Decoding the Speech of False Teacher

Evie and I on the boat with her first catch.

If it weren’t for the lingering tan on our faces, I might convince myself that our trip south last week was a figment of my imagination. It was one of those escapes that hits just the right note—cheap flights, backpacks bulging with the essentials, and the fun of traveling with two other families.

We armed our…