I slipped the thermal paper into the inside pocket of my coat lining and pushed myself up off the garage floor.

Sophie came down the wooden steps from the kitchen holding her gray stuffed rabbit by its left ear.

“Did you find my blue shoes under Daddy’s seat, Mommy?” she asked quietly, stopping on the last step.

“They were tucked under the floor mat behind the passenger seat,” I said, setting them down on the mat next to her coat.

“Did Daddy leave his black computer bag on the front seat?”

“He took it inside late last night, sweetie,” I said, crouching to help her work her heel into the canvas shoe.