The defining moment came one rain-soaked afternoon when Clara walked in with a package held awkwardly between both hands. Melanie opened it to find an old wooden jewelry box she’d once given away in a move; inside was a narrow slip of paper. It read: “You taught me to make a home out of small things. Now make a life out of your own small things.” Clara’s eyes were wet and funny with a smile. Melanie held the note to her chest and laughed like a bell.