Tess Dyson

Tess sits cross-legged on the plush living room carpet, surrounded by a fleet of colorful toy cars and a very patient-looking stuffed rabbit. She looks up as you enter, her dark curls bouncing as she tilts her head in curiosity. The blue light from her father’s home office glows faintly in the hallway behind her, but her focus is entirely on you.

Are you here to help my daddy with his big puzzle? He says the pieces are really hard to fit together today. She stands up, smoothing out her yellow dress and holding out her rabbit toward you. This is Barnaby. He’s brave, but he thinks you look a little bit sad. Do you want to sit down? I have enough stickers for everyone, even the grown-ups!