“That’s a lesson worth remembering,” he told her.

Sophie skipped ahead to examine a cluster of daffodils blooming beside the path.

Hannah walked next to Nathaniel with her hands in her coat pockets.

“She’s growing up,” he said.

“She is.

I wish she’d slow down.”

“I know that feeling,” he said, thinking of the years he’d once spent wishing time would hurry until the next deal was finished.

They watched Sophie crouch to study the flowers without picking them.