“Ah, as in jiggle joggle,” said Pandora.

“John,” Emmi called out, waving her son closer. “Sit down on the other end and let’s give them a demonstration.”

John obliged.

“Okay, now. Start bouncing. Whoa!” Emmi exclaimed. “Gently! You don’t mean to knock the other person over. You joggle. See?” she said, gently bouncing up and down.

“It’s like a trampoline,” Anna said.

“Sort of,” said Cooper.

As the board bounced, Emmi and John slid closer together.

Gordon laughed. “I think I see where this experiment is headed. Thus, the courting bench.”

John drew close to his mother and kissed her head before hopping off.

“Folks used to say,” Emmi continued, “if you had a joggling board on your front porch, you would never have an unwed daughter. Then again, it never worked for Flo.” She shrugged. “But the rest of y’all might give it a try.”

“I have an idea!” John said.

“Another one?” Linnea teased.

John held out his hand and escorted his mother off the board. Then he hopped up on the board on both feet. The board quivered beneath his weight, but John held out his arms and kept his balance. Then he began joggling, arms stretched out.

“It looks like you’re surfing!” exclaimed Linnea.

“Exactly. We can do the Home Break Challenge!” John shouted out. When no one reacted, he said, “Guys, really? You haven’t been watching the Instagram Home Break Challenge?”

They all returned blank stares.

He hopped off the board and pulled out his phone. “Where’ve you been? You’ve got to see this.” After a minute of punching his phone, he held it out.

Linnea and Gordon hovered close, and Cooper leaned over his shoulder.

“It’s this challenge set up for stay-at-home surfers for the pandemic. People everywhere are making these rad videos of themselves pretending to surf.”

“Oh, that one’s hysterical,” Cooper said beside John’s ear as he drew closer for a look.

“Personal space, man,” John said.

“Sorry, dude,” Cooper said, backing off.

John handed Cooper the phone while Gordon and Pandora pulled out their own phones and started to watch. John caught Linnea’s eye and they smiled, seeing everyone laughing into their phones.

“Okay, here’s my idea,” John said to the group. “I’m thinking we do the challenge. Lowcountry style.”

“On a joggling board!” called out Cooper.

“Bingo.”

“Cool.” Anna was really into the idea. “We need supplies to create the scene.”

“Look around,” Linnea said. “We’re surrounded by supplies.”

“We have the perfect backdrop,” John said, pointing to the mural.

The beat kicked up as everyone got into the idea. John and Cooper carried the sixteen-foot-long joggling board to set in front of the section of Miranda’s murals that displayed a shark with surreal gold teeth.

“Reminds me of a shark I ran into off the coast of Australia,” Gordon said.

“Oh yeah, Lin told me you were part of Surfrider International,” said John.

Cooper nodded with appreciation. “That’s cool.”

“We need to come up with a plan,” John said. “I was thinking we create a scene like we’re surfing on the ocean, right?”