He looked at her hands. They were empty. No phone. Just her.

She typed a caption. Her thumbs shook.

"But Mom—"

She pressed record.

Then she turned the phone off, placed it face-down on the counter, and walked into the living room where Finn was building a lopsided Lego tower. She sat down on the floor next to him—on the real, crumb-covered floor—and said, "Hey. Can I help?"

It was the most authentic collaboration she had ever booked.