Vivian laid the blue folder on the tray table and opened it to a page with three lines highlighted in yellow. Luna made a small sound against my shoulder, and I adjusted the blanket before looking at the page.
“These are simple arrangements,” Vivian said. “They make the family part of this easier.”
I looked at the heading, then at the signature line near the bottom.
“Arrangements for what?”
Vivian turned the page toward me.
“For Leo.”
The name sat above a paragraph I had not yet read. I reached for the folder, but Vivian placed her hand over the corner and kept it where it was.
“Please let me read it.”
