Mia couldn’t reach, so her mother put it there herself.

“Can we get it?”

“Whenever we need it.”

It was visible, available to the adult responsible for it, and away from the space where Mia was trying to arrange dinner.

The appointment cards and contact rules had not become less important because they were no longer beside the plates.

Mia pointed at the flowerpot.

“That had the key.”

“Yes.”