I don’t want to make a whole recovery into a project.”

“Then we won’t.

We can just choose a Tuesday.”

The following Tuesday, we went to the library.

Wesley slept through most of the songs.

Jenna laughed at how seriously the librarian took the puppet voices.

I took a photograph of her standing under a painted mural of stars, our son resting in her arms.

When she looked at the photograph later, she said, “I look tired.”