June told him it was a birthday dinner, and he wisely took our order without further questions.

We spoke that night about ordinary things too.

Lily’s library planned to expand its evening hours.

June was considering training as a patient advocate.

Both had relationships and friendships that existed beyond the story of our hardship, and I loved hearing about them.

When dessert arrived, Lily lifted her glass.

‘To all the people who helped us get here.’

June added, ‘Including the ones who didn’t know they were helping.’