“Sometimes there’s laughter.

Sometimes both are happening while somebody is crying in the kitchen.”

“How did Megan do this alone?”

“She wasn’t entirely alone.

People helped.

But she carried the decisions.”

I thought about how Tiffany had tossed money into the road as though a twenty-dollar bill could explain a woman walking with two babies.

That was the moment I began to understand the distance between being wealthy and being useful.