“Grandma told me to go play in the den, but I saw her taking white folders out of her tote bag.”

“Could you see what was inside the gray boxes?” I asked.

“They’ve got big silver clips on the front,” Sadie said.

“Grandma said grown-up papers go in grown-up rooms.”

Behind her I could hear the faint clink of silverware from our kitchen.

“Where’s your father right now?” I asked.

“He’s at the dining table with Grandma,” Sadie whispered.

“I’m standing by the hall closet.”