“If you want dinner, lick it off the floor!” My son-in-law mocked me after knocking my plate down, while making a toast at dinner. I stood up, adjusted my coat, and said three words that left him completely terrified!

I looked at my daughter — alive, free, sunlight soft across her face.

“You’re listening now.”

Outside, the garden had started blooming again. Inside, the marble floor shone spotless and bright.

This time, nothing was broken.