He asked where it had been taken.

I told him, then explained why Patrick was holding an umbrella although the sun was out.

We had expected rain.

Patrick insisted that carrying the umbrella had persuaded the weather to behave.

Toby laughed, and I saw Samantha smile before she remembered to look uncertain.

“You can laugh,” I told her.

She looked at me.

“I know,” she said, though I wasn’t sure she did yet.