“You have made him choose between his mother and his wife before.”
“Not today.”
The room became very quiet except for Luna’s small movements under the blanket. Vivian picked up the folder.
“You should think about what happens when you need help.”
“I will ask for help when I need it.”
She stood again.
“ThenI will speak to Karen myself.”
She walked toward the door with the blue folder tucked under her arm.
“Leave the folder.”
Vivian stopped.
“I think you should keep it.”
“I do not want it.”
“Then you may regret not reading it.”
She placed it back on the tray and walked into the hallway.
I watched her go without calling her back.
A minute later, the nurse returned and check
