Sam stood still while I fixed the knot, his eyes drifting to the framed artwork beside the fireplace.

“Look, Mom,” Sam whispered, pointing to a framed vintage film poster hanging above the brass wood basket.

It was a classic promotional print for It’s a Wonderful Life, framed in polished cherry wood.

“That’s your father’s favorite movie,” I said softly.

“I know,” Sam said, adjusting his wire-rim glasses with his middle finger.

“Remember the line from the movie?”

“Which line?” I asked.

“Teacher says every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings,” Sam quoted in his quiet, exact voice.