I needed to put something on the calendar that had nothing to do with court.

On Saturday we went.

Lily chose a book about ocean trenches and another about a girl who builds a tree house.

Halfway through the visit she asked whether we could look for the section about volcanoes too.

I said yes, and we spent twenty peaceful minutes comparing photographs of mountains.

At the checkout desk, she hesitated.

“Mom, do people who do bad things ever become good again?”

I set our books down.