Four days after the fainting incident, Alecia was insisting she was fine and they could resume ticking the fun activities on their list but Kennedy didn’t buy it. She didn’t say so outright but she’d learned by now that telling Alecia to slow down only made her push harder and that made the unease sit in her stomach like a stone.

Still, there were errands to run. The fridge was down to half a carton of milk and a limp head of lettuce, and Kennedy had been eyeing a small ...