Denise arrived with Leo and a small bag.

She stayed for the arrangements agreed with the caseworker and helped him understand the visit.

He stood in the doorway looking at the unfamiliar hall.

I had expected him to be eager because he knew our photographs and the story about pancakes.

I should have remembered that knowing someone’s picture did not make their house familiar.

“Would you like to see where Sadie is playing?” I asked.

He looked at Denise, who nodded.