Meanwhile, when Estelle descended the stairs, she found the three kids had already finished their hot chocolate and headed to the backyard with their pockets full of cookies. They wanted to check if the goldfish in the pond had grown. Luke sat alone on the couch, waiting for her. With a smile, he asked, “Estelle, how’s Mr. Hans?”

“The hot coffee burned his lap, but it’s not too serious,” Estelle replied with relief. She added, “Please take good care of him. He won’t apply the ...