Twelve Months Later, Ethan Came Back With a Sleeping Newborn and a Broken Suitcase

“Nora,” he said.

“We can fix this.”

I picked up the green pacifier from the table and wiped it on the yellow blanket.

“No,” I said.

“We can’t.”

The director opened the door wider.

The two auditors moved apart to let Richard pass, then closed in behind him.

Richard didn’t move toward the door.