Yesterday, Roberta brought Henry and Noah to the office for lunch. As we were getting them into their car seats to go to the restaurant, Noah looked at the locket I was wearing. He wanted to see the pictures. I opened it and showed him. He said, “That’s Bow!” to which I replied, “Yes”. He then said, “Bow is gone” to which I replied, sadly, “Yes”. He then said something about Bow going to the doctor. I guess in Noah’s mind, Elias is still at the doctor/hospital, which is where he was told Bow was being taken that day, the day that he never came back home. I then said, “No, buddy. Bow is dead, Bow is gone”. He then wanted to know where Bow was. I told him, “Heaven, I hope, but I just don’t know”.