“You’re turning this into something it doesn’t have to be.”

Maya helped Lily into the car.

She did not answer him.

At Claire’s apartment, they began with the medicine.

Claire cleared a refrigerator shelf and made room for the bottle that needed cooling.

Then she found clean towels, a glass for water, and a place where Lily could sit while Maya washed frosting from her hair.

“You left your shoes,” Claire said.

“I’ll get them.”