She took it out of a drawer, and I asked who the lady was.”

“What did she tell you?”

Renata pressed the paper hat onto its figure, then pulled it off again.

“She said not to show you.

She said you might be sad.”

“Did she give you a reason?”

“She said grown-up pictures can make grown-ups do things they don’t mean to do.”

I moved the plate away from the paper scraps before she could knock it over.