She stood, and took slow steps, keeping her eyes on the drops that were splattered all over the floor. She followed them back upstairs and to another room with a fireplace. She leaned against the rail of the door. Ryder and Sheila laid on their stomachs and spread out before them was a long row of Legos and a wide green bottom.

Squinting her eyes, she watched as they fumbled through the pieces and placed them on the green bottom, arranging them. She walked in and sat on a black leather chair; they didn’t even notice her. The Legos took the shape of a foundation for something in a green,...