She drew me wearing my green work apron and herself carrying a strawberry ice cream cone.

In the corner she drew Eleanor with long hair and a blue cardigan, exactly as she appeared in the photo on my mantel.

“Is it okay if I put Grandma in?” she asked.

“Always.”

She hesitated and picked up a different pencil.

“Can I draw Mom too?”

My heart gave an uncomfortable twist.

Then I remembered Dr.