Finn’s name was not a story I owed anybody.

I had already given the court everything it needed.

Afterward, I drove to the school and waited in the pickup line.

Finn came out holding a paper model of the solar system.

He hopped into the truck and right away asked if Saturn really had more rings than the picture showed.

I told him I wasn’t sure, and we agreed to look it up once we got home.

On the ride, he chattered about his friend losing a tooth and about the weird smell of the cafeteria pizza.