Me, Julian, and Nathan Lin, in Nathan’s truck, with the chair in the back, because Jillian was on shift and because Nathan insisted and because I understood by then that he needed to do something physical.

Julian carried it in.

I let him.

He is not big and it is nineteen pounds and he carried it in on his own with the frame against his chest and put it on the counter.

And the woman with the lanyard said: “Is there a problem with it?”

And my son said: “It doesn’t fit her.”

The depot took it back.

They were perfectly decent about it.