I also knew the children had already packed their bags.

Wyatt had built a small cardboard telescope he wanted to show him.

Mason had drawn an itinerary with exact times.

Savannah had chosen a hair ribbon.

Delilah had been pretending not to care, which meant she cared a great deal.

When I told them the visit was postponed, Wyatt threw his paper telescope onto the couch.

‘He said he would come.’

‘He did,’ I answered.