of the family.”
I closed the pen in my hand.
“What does that require from me?”
She gave me the careful smile she used when she wanted a request to sound generous.
“Nothing you should worry about today.”
“Then why bring it up today?”
She did not answer.
Instead, she lifted an apple from the basket and rubbed it with the corner of the tissue paper before setting it back.
“Babies make people think about the future.”
Daniel picked up the hospital bag.
“We should go upstairs.”
Vivian smiled at him.
“Yes. We should.”
She did not say where she expected me to be included in that “we.”
The family lounge was nearly empty at 2:35. Vivian arranged the fruit from the basket onto a white tray while Daniel stood near the window. I stayed beside him, one hand resting on the strap of my hospital bag.
“You really
