He handed the giraffe to me and studied Hope, who was sleeping in Hannah’s arms.

“She’s even smaller than I thought.”

“You were that small once,” I told him.

“Impossible,” he said solemnly.

We all laughed.

Lucas laughed too, then looked suddenly guilty as though happiness were a betrayal of what had happened.

Hannah seemed to notice.

“We’re allowed to have a good moment,” she told him.