The second before I was in Halifax, where ten years had passed since I had moved back, realizing that I needed the salt air tang to keep me grounded.

Linking took up a good part of my day, but the cold ocean's breath streaming from the south always marked home to me. I stood, absently coding for Logos as I watched the woman on the pad next to me link away. With the caress of her perfume still in my head I swiped at the go and as soon as I linked through I knew I was in trouble.