“I want to see the planetarium,” she said, almost apologetically.

“Then let’s find a way to make that feel possible.”

The next day I called her teacher, Ms.

Alvarez, and asked about transportation and supervision.

She was already aware that our family had experienced a frightening event, but she didn’t press for details.

She explained where students would meet, how attendance would be checked, and how the class would contact parents if plans changed.

After school, Lily and I walked past the parked yellow buses.