I set the suitcase on the pavement and opened the rear door on the driver’s side.

I lifted Lily into her car seat, pulled the black nylon straps over her small shoulders, and snapped the chest clip into place.

I adjusted the straps until they lay perfectly flat against her collarbone.

“We’re going to our house,” I said.

“Our house,” Lily whispered.

She pulled her stuffed rabbit out of her jacket and held it by one long gray ear.

I shut the car door and walked around to the trunk.