Saturday morning, a stack of index cards sits on the kitchen table beside a tape measure.
"Two cards, how tall?" Comet asks. "Then four, then six, up to twelve. Height in millimeters."
Wren measures each stack and reads the numbers. "What do you notice?"
"Almost a perfect line," someone says. "Each card adds the same little bit."
"That little bit is the slope," Comet says. "Millimeters per card. And the intercept should be near zero."
Nova hovers and glows a straight band through the dots. "Would you like a hint? Check the residuals before you trust the line."
"No pattern," Wren says. "The line fits. Our family just built a model."
A family model, built and explained. Next week: how tight is the cloud of dots, and what a pattern does not prove.