Vivian stood there holding a gift basket wrapped in clear plastic. She had not called. She had not
“I thought you might need fruit,” she said.
Daniel straightened. “Mom.”
She walked to the empty chair and set the basket down.
“I know, I know. You are busy.”
I looked at the fruit, then at her.
“We are finishing admission.”
“Of course.”
She smoothed the front of her cardigan and turned to Daniel.
“I only wanted to make sure Elena had what she needed.”
“I have what I need.”
Vivian nodded. “That is good.”
The clerk kept working at her computer. Vivian waited until she had finished typing before speaking again.
“After the delivery, there will be a few family matters to settle.”
Daniel glanced at me.
“What matters?”
Vivian touched the basket handle.
“Nothing difficult. We have all been discussing how best to keep the children connected to both sides
