She was looking at her father.

And I want to be precise about why she was looking, because it is the tenderest and most important part of the whole story, and it is easy to miss.

Chloe did not stay by that casket for seven hours because she was a brilliant little detective, coldly gathering evidence.

She was eight years old.

She did not have a theory.

She had not decided that something was wrong and set out to prove it.