It was still operating under new oversight, and some old employees had moved on.

Ruth remained there, helping train a younger manager.

We spoke often, but not always about production.

She took a pottery class.

I learned to grow tomatoes without killing them.

The world had become larger than the arguments in my father’s dining room.

Brielle eventually sent a photo of herself volunteering at a textile recycling program.

She did not ask for praise.