Mary kisses his head. “That’s the smartest dumb thing you’ve ever said.”

Mary sighs. “You’re using the church’s camcorder?”

Sheldon off-screen: “Oh, for the love of Boltzmann.”

Missy, hurt, says quietly, “You know, not everything has to be perfect to matter.” She walks away.

Missy presents it in class. The kids laugh at the pixelated mustaches, but the teacher is moved. “It’s not the quality of the picture,” she says. “It’s the quality of the memory.”