She climbed onto his lap without asking, folding herself into him with the complete trust small children offer when they believe adults can still explain the world. Ethan wrapped his arms around her and realized his whole body was shaking now that the tasks were done.
“Did the police say who the baby belongs to?” Ellie asked.
“Not yet.”
“Did the dog have a name?”
“Not yet.”
Ellie considered this with painful seriousness. “He was trying to help,” she said.
“I know.”
“I was scared of him.”
“That makes sense.”