“Not yet.”
“I’m tired of talking about my heart.”
“Why don’t you go? Take a shower. Change your clothes.”
“I’m fine.”
“I can stay with Margaret while you go home.”
“You’d do that?”
“If you’ll let me.”
“Why?”
“I can stay with Margaret while you go home.”
“Because I know what it’s like to need someone beside you. And I forgot that your mother needs you just as much as I needed you after my husband died.”
I didn’t know whether Elaine had truly changed or was simply afraid of losing us.
But for the first time in nine days, I’d gone home without worrying that Mom was alone.