Their project was made of cardboard and aluminum foil.

“This is us before we were good at anything,” she said.

“Mom was proud then too.”

I looked at the photograph.

Marianne’s smile was just as wide as it had been at the championship.

One daughter was missing a front tooth; the other had glue on her sleeve.

“Thank you for showing me,” I said.

“I’m not giving it to you.