I thought of how frightened I had been when I first called her office, and how easily Mark had made me feel foolish for caring about bills and contracts.

That evening I took Tommy to a local park where an outdoor movie was playing.

We spread a blanket beneath the trees and ate popcorn from a paper bag.

At one point he rested his head on my shoulder and asked if we would ever move again.

“Maybe someday,” I said.

“But not because we have to run away from something.”

He nodded and returned to the movie.