Her voice trembled.
“What therapy should we try? What should she practice? Which appointment matters most? What skills should we work on? What will make life easier for her next year?”
She wiped at one eye.
“I became so focused on helping her prepare for the future that I forgot to ask one simple question.”
“What?”
Hannah smiled through her tears.
“What would make her happy today?”
Across the room, Tessa handed Noah a brand-new lunchbox.
He opened it.
Inside was a sandwich, fruit, a juice box, and a cookie.
He looked confused.
“It’s just lunch.”
Tessa nodded.
“Exactly.”
Cyril crouched beside him.
“Son, the next time you decide to change the world, can you please tell your parents before you stop eating?”
Noah looked genuinely puzzled.
“I wasn’t trying to change the world.”
Cyril glanced around the crowded community center.
“Well, apparently nobody told these people.”
Later, someone offered Lucy a small slice of birthday cake.
