And then an electric song full of heavy bass blares across the lake. Side-by-side on the canoe bench, we look out towards the west bank. Our four kids and floppy-eared basset hound stand on the hillside, a common spot because of the rope swing tied to a maple branch. Moffy raises a set of portable speakers, Bangarang by Skrillex booming. Luna, Xander, and Kinney—they wave out to us and lift up a sign together that reads: we love you! They were a part of this surprise all along.
