None of the letters changed a test result.

They changed the shape of the silence in our house.

PART 17

By spring Callum could walk farther with help, though fatigue still arrived unpredictably.

On an ordinary Tuesday he joined us at the breakfast table before school.

Sadie was upset because her science project had collapsed overnight.

“The volcano looks like a potato,” she announced.

Callum inspected the soggy cardboard.