Hope is the small, stubborn ember that keeps ordinary days from becoming ordinary lives. In the story of Harper and her father, that ember takes shape in the curious, portable antics they carry between pockets and suitcases—their shared “monkey business.” Portable here means more than compact tricks; it means the way memory, mischief, and tenderness fold up and travel with them, ready to be unpacked at airports, kitchen tables, and hospital waiting rooms.