A couple of weeks before Rory passed.
We were on our way home from school. At that point it was a 40 minute drive.
I glanced back and Rory had this peaceful smile on her face.
Every time I looked back, the same smile.
I wondered what she was thinking so I said her name.
Her head turned, the smile remained.
I didn’t disrupt her again. But watched her beautiful smile the whole way home.