The turn came. Not spectacularly. Without fireworks. My wife thanked me and appreciated what I had done. That evening the whole family sat in Kacper’s room playing rummy. At half nine. Outside the house stood a balance bike someone had put out to give away, and we all had a go on it. Bella came home and immediately started sorting out the mugs and the things that kept multiplying. We drove to the out-of-hours clinic together. She had plans — the beautician. She went anyway. We were there under an hour. In the evening I almost did not lose my
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