should eat,” Vivian said.
“I am fine.”
“After the delivery, you will need help.”
“We have help.”
“I mean family help.”
Daniel looked at the tray. “Mom, what are you asking?”
Vivian placed two grapes beside the apple.
“I am asking nothing.”
“You brought it up.”
“I mentioned the babies.”
“You mentioned arrangements.”
Vivian turned toward me.
“Elena, surely you understand that I am trying to make this easier.”
“For whom?”
She picked up a napkin and folded it once.
“For everyone.”
I waited.
She continued.
“Leo will have people who love him. Karen will be there. I will be there. Daniel will be there. There is no reason for anyone to make ordinary family support into a legal question.”
The blue hospital folder was not in her hands, but I knew it was nearby.
I said, “If a document needs my signature, I will read it before I sign
