After picking up the kids from school and quickly changing at home, Delta delivers us to the event. I try to hide my nerves as we ascend in the elevator. I should have texted Hamilton to let him know we’d meet him. I fear what it might look like when we arrive separately.

With a ping, the elevator doors announce our arrival. I prompt Delta and her family to lead the way. Liberty proudly walks at my side as the hem of her dress sways down the long hallway toward the party. ...