I think of the last few days we’ve spent with Adam and Adam’s family, people who somehow manage to have big feelings with each other and also boundaries about it, calibrations they make for the youngest among them. I think of Mace hugging Katie after camp and telling her he sometimes gets stomachaches when he’s nervous, too; I think of Adam telling Sam he’d miss her when he said goodbye this morning. No one in the Hawkins house wields a feeling like a weapon, or like a leash.
