I wiped a little spot of cheese sauce off her chin with a paper towel.

“Would you like an apple?” I asked.

She shook her head.

“I’m full.”

I picked up the empty blue bowl and put it in the sink.

I ran warm water over it.

We spent the next hour in the living room while I read a library book out loud.

We walked down the hall to the bathroom at eighteen forty-five.