Diaspora families tell themselves, and tell each other, that they are keeping in touch when they talk on the telephone, send each other pictures, ask questions, and explain. Sometimes if they spend enough time apart they even come to think of all the talking and explaining as being the actual stuff of intimacy and life. But it is a displacement: and so, these two, meeting after many years of displacement, had to displace displacement and discover – this process always fraught, in all such reunions – what the shape of their relationship was be in the present time. Meanwhile the sheer pleasure of being about to see, hear, touch and smell each other after years of reconciling themselves to doing without those simple joys was almost unnerving. They were so happy they weren’t sure what to do with it or each other.