My Five-Year-Old Grandson Called His Mother From Our Kitchen—Then Bank Records Revealed Where $41,200 Had Gone

Three small figures stood along the red path.

Another shape beside them might have been a dog or a suitcase.

I did not ask him to explain every mark.

“Good house,” I said.

“It has two doors.”

“Yes.”

Mara dried her hands.

“Three good decisions this week,” she said to me, with a small smile.