“My Mommy Has Been Sleeping for Three Days”—A Six-Year-Old Arrived at the Hospital With Newborn Twins in a Wheelbarrow

“We can check after lunch.”

“Not too much.

You did that last week.”

“I remember.”

Clara smiled, accepting the correction.

For a moment, they stood beside the object together.

The old journey was part of their history.

It did not need to occupy the whole afternoon.