We just go somewhere new on her mom’s birthday, and Rebecca stays a thing we are still doing rather than a thing we sit and look at.

Part Sixteen: What My Daughter Said in Front of Her Class

A year after Pine Crest, Hannah’s fifth grade did a unit on family history.

Every kid built a poster.

Parents were invited for the last forty minutes on a Thursday afternoon and I got there late, in uniform, because there had been a thing, and I stood at the back with eleven other adults.

Her board had three photographs.