has your water cup in it.”
“The cup is not the important part.”
“I know.”
He took another.
“Now your hand is covering Luna’s blanket.”
“Daniel.”
“One more.”
I looked at the two tiny bracelets.
They were plain, white bands with names printed in dark letters.
Luna Sterling.
Leo Sterling.
Daniel lowered the phone.
“They are real.”
“They have been real all morning.”
“I mean the names.”
He sat beside me.
I touched the edge of Leo’s bracelet.
“For the first time today, I only want to be their mother.”
Daniel did not answer right away.
Then he said, “You are.”
A nurse came in and checked the bassinet.
“Your mother is downstairs,” she said.
Daniel looked at me.
“I did not tell her the room number.”
“I know.”
The nurse gave him a questioning look.
“Someone must have.”
The door opened before either of us could say more.
Vivian
