Today, Brother is taking me up to swim in the lake like Father used to. I want to thank him for bringing us here, but I can’t find the words. Instead, I loop my arms around his torso, and he does the same back. Here, in our lake, the water holds us close. On a sweltering hot day, a little boy mirrors his brother as he takes off his shirt, stretches, and walks toward the edge of the tall rock, ready to dive into the cool lake waters glistening below. Only this time, Father is not here. And the water looks so far away. How can he take the plunge? With a gorgeous, deft touch in her exquisitely soft illustrations and words, Angie Kang conveys vulnerability, longing, and connection as these two boys hear Father’s laugh and see his memory all around them, uniting them in a bittersweet moment.