At dinner Hazel asked why I was smiling at an old envelope.

I told her someone in her family had written wise advice a long time ago.

“What kind of advice?” she asked.

“That we should all be able to choose who we become.”

June nodded as if this were obvious.

“I choose to be a veterinarian and a dragon.”

“Good plan,” I told her.

Rose announced that she would be an astronaut who rescued animals.