I was about to suggest a game of tag in that soft, safe room where no one could get hurt, but before I could, Rarith was already tossing Lego pieces onto the floor.

“I like building castles,” she declared.

“I think I’m pretty good at that,” I said, though I wasn’t entirely sure.

I flopped onto my stomach on the rubbery floor and started helping her construct the castle.

“Got any dolls to be the princesses?” I asked.

“Yup. Tons of dolls.”

The door swung open, and Gabe ...