I thought my sister was lying about a broken washer. Then I found a five-year-old\u2019s pajamas inside it.<\/p>\n
For almost two months, my sister Emily had been bringing her laundry to my house.<\/p>\n
Her washing machine was \u201cstill broken.\u201d<\/p>\n
At first, I didn\u2019t care.<\/p>\n
She\u2019s my sister.<\/p>\n
Of course I\u2019d help.<\/p>\n
Emily and I had always been close enough to borrow clothes, complain about work, and show up at each other\u2019s houses without much warning.<\/p>\n
So one basket?<\/p>\n
Fine.<\/p>\n
Then another arrived.<\/p>\n
And another.<\/p>\n
Every few days, Emily appeared at my door carrying a bag and promising this would be the last load.<\/p>\n
She always did the washing herself, too.<\/p>\n
Once, I told her to leave a bag, and I\u2019d throw it in later.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, no. I\u2019ve got it,\u201d she\u2019d said so quickly that I\u2019d laughed.<\/p>\n
At the time, I thought she was trying not to take advantage.<\/p>\n
It became a joke.<\/p>\n
Jacob, her husband, worked overnight shifts several times a month.<\/p>\n
Which, I later realized, was when most of those laundry bags appeared at my door.<\/p>\n
By week seven, I wasn\u2019t laughing.<\/p>\n
One afternoon, Emily called.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan I bring another load over tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSeriously? They still haven\u2019t fixed your washer?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know. It\u2019s ridiculous.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI won\u2019t be home tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n
A pause.<\/p>\n
\u201cTomorrow, then?\u201d<\/p>\n
I sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cFine.\u201d<\/p>\n
A few hours later, I remembered I\u2019d left my phone charger at Emily\u2019s apartment.<\/p>\n
I stopped by.<\/p>\n
Emily was just leaving for the store.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy charger.\u201d<\/p>\n
For a second, she looked strangely nervous.<\/p>\n
Then she stepped aside.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was just grabbing a few things before Kate and Oliver come by. I\u2019ll be back in ten minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n
After she left, I found my charger beside the couch.<\/p>\n
I should have walked straight out.<\/p>\n
Instead, I noticed the washing machine.<\/p>\n
The door was fogged slightly from the inside.<\/p>\n
I stared at it.<\/p>\n
Then opened it.<\/p>\n
Warm clothes.<\/p>\n
Freshly washed.<\/p>\n
My sister\u2019s broken washer was working perfectly.<\/p>\n
I stood there, genuinely angry.<\/p>\n
Two months.<\/p>\n
Dozens of loads.<\/p>\n
And she had been lying.<\/p>\n
I started pulling the clothes out, partly because I wanted to see whether she\u2019d somehow explain this.<\/p>\n
And partly because they would wrinkle if they sat there.<\/p>\n
Then something tiny slid into my hand.<\/p>\n
Pajamas.<\/p>\n
Child-size pajamas covered in green dinosaurs.<\/p>\n
I froze.<\/p>\n
Emily didn\u2019t have children.<\/p>\n
The front door opened behind me.<\/p>\n
She walked in carrying a grocery bag.<\/p>\n
I held up the pajamas.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay. What is going on?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face changed.<\/p>\n
Not irritation.<\/p>\n
Fear.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing with those?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey were in your washer.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou went through my laundry?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI opened the supposedly broken washing machine. Whose are these?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGive them to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEmily, you don\u2019t have kids.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cKeep your voice down.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
She reached for the pajamas.<\/p>\n
I pulled them back.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve been bringing laundry to my house for two months. Your washer works. Now I find children\u2019s clothes in it. Tell me what\u2019s going on.\u201d<\/p>\n
A man\u2019s voice came from behind us.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho do they belong to?\u201d<\/p>\n
We both turned.<\/p>\n
Jacob stood in the doorway.<\/p>\n
He was looking at the pajamas.<\/p>\n
His face went still.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve seen Oliver wear those.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at Emily.<\/p>\n
\u201cThose are his, aren\u2019t they?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily didn\u2019t answer.<\/p>\n
The anger drained out of me.<\/p>\n
Oliver.<\/p>\n
Of course.<\/p>\n
Oliver was the five-year-old son of Emily\u2019s best friend, Kate.<\/p>\n
I\u2019d met him plenty of times.<\/p>\n
He was small, serious, and permanently attached to a battered stuffed dinosaur named Rex.<\/p>\n
Kate once joked that if her apartment caught fire, we should save Oliver first and Rex second.<\/p>\n
Because otherwise Oliver would make us go back.<\/p>\n
Emily had been part of Oliver\u2019s life since he was born.<\/p>\n
She knew his preschool teacher\u2019s name, kept apple juice for him in the refrigerator, and once drove across town because Kate called to say Rex had been left at her apartment.<\/p>\n
Kate had been sick for almost a year.<\/p>\n
Cancer.<\/p>\n
But according to Emily, treatment had been going well.<\/p>\n
So for one stupid second, I felt relieved.<\/p>\n
There was an explanation.<\/p>\n
Emily had babysat Oliver.<\/p>\n
That was all.<\/p>\n
Then I looked at Jacob.<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t look relieved.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are Oliver\u2019s pajamas in our washing machine?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
Emily put the grocery bag on the counter.<\/p>\n
\u201cKate needed help.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know Kate needs help.\u201d<\/p>\n
His voice was quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are his pajamas here?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily said nothing.<\/p>\n
Jacob stepped closer to the open washer.<\/p>\n
There were tiny socks beneath one of his T-shirts.<\/p>\n
A child\u2019s undershirt.<\/p>\n
Another pair of pajama bottoms.<\/p>\n
He looked at Emily.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow often has he been staying here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA few times.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jacob stared at her.<\/p>\n
Then something seemed to click.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen I\u2019m working nights?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily didn\u2019t answer.<\/p>\n
\u201cEmily.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMostly.\u201d<\/p>\n
His face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many times?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily crossed her arms.<\/p>\n
I knew that posture.<\/p>\n
Emily had always been a fixer.<\/p>\n
If our mother got sick, Emily told you after she\u2019d already taken her to the doctor.<\/p>\n
If she needed help, she\u2019d ask after she\u2019d tried every other option herself.<\/p>\n
She wasn\u2019t exactly secretive.<\/p>\n
She just had an infuriating habit of deciding which problems other people were allowed to know about.<\/p>\n
Jacob knew it too.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou said Kate was doing better,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
Emily\u2019s eyes dropped.<\/p>\n
Something cold moved through me.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe is, isn\u2019t she?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily sat down.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
One word.<\/p>\n
That was all.<\/p>\n
Jacob pulled out the chair opposite her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe treatment isn\u2019t working the way they hoped.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSince when?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA while.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long is a while?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily rubbed both hands over her face.<\/p>\n
\u201cAlmost two months.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at her.<\/p>\n
Two months.<\/p>\n
The same amount of time her washing machine had supposedly been broken.<\/p>\n
Kate and Emily had been best friends since college.<\/p>\n
Years earlier, when our dad needed emergency surgery, Kate had driven three hours in the middle of the night and slept sitting upright beside Emily in the hospital waiting room.<\/p>\n
Emily never forgot things like that.<\/p>\n
She showed up for people who had shown up for her.<\/p>\n
\u201cKate didn\u2019t want everyone knowing,\u201d Emily said. \u201cShe hates people staring at her like every conversation might be the last one.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jacob nodded once.<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand that.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then he pointed toward the washer.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t understand this.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily looked at me.<\/p>\n
Finally, she said, \u201cThe laundry I\u2019ve been bringing to your house isn\u2019t ours.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s Kate\u2019s. And Oliver\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n
On treatment days, Kate was sometimes too exhausted to keep up with things at home.<\/p>\n
So Emily had started helping.<\/p>\n
Towels.<\/p>\n
Clothes.<\/p>\n
Oliver\u2019s bedding.<\/p>\n
Whatever needed washing.<\/p>\n
But she couldn\u2019t bring it home.<\/p>\n
Not regularly.<\/p>\n
Jacob did most of their laundry when he wasn\u2019t working nights.<\/p>\n
One tiny sock or pair of dinosaur pajamas left in the machine and he\u2019d start asking questions Emily wasn\u2019t ready to answer.<\/p>\n
So she\u2019d been bringing it to me instead.<\/p>\n
Hiding it inside ordinary laundry bags.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll those loads?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Emily nodded.<\/p>\n
I thought about every basket I\u2019d complained about.<\/p>\n
Every time she\u2019d insisted on doing the washing herself instead of letting me help.<\/p>\n
None of it had been hers.<\/p>\n
She\u2019d been washing clothes for a woman who was getting too sick to wash them herself.<\/p>\n
And making sure her husband never saw them.<\/p>\n
I looked at the open washer.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why are these here?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily rubbed her forehead.<\/p>\n
\u201cKate had a bad night. Oliver stayed over, and I couldn\u2019t get to your place before this morning. Jacob was supposed to be gone until six.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jacob looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you washed one load here.\u201d<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought I\u2019d have it out before you got home.\u201d<\/p>\n
Suddenly the lie didn\u2019t feel smaller.<\/p>\n
It felt much bigger.<\/p>\n
Jacob stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou said Oliver\u2019s stayed a few times.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe has.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhile I\u2019ve been at work.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily looked down.<\/p>\n
Jacob walked toward the hallway.<\/p>\n
Emily stood quickly.<\/p>\n
\u201cJacob, don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stopped outside the guest room.<\/p>\n
The door was open.<\/p>\n
I saw what he saw.<\/p>\n
A small nightlight plugged into the wall.<\/p>\n
Three children\u2019s books stacked on the bedside table.<\/p>\n
A pair of blue slippers under the chair.<\/p>\n
Jacob walked into the bathroom.<\/p>\n
There was a plastic step stool beside the sink.<\/p>\n
A red toothbrush in a cup.<\/p>\n
Children\u2019s toothpaste.<\/p>\n
He came back out.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe has a toothbrush here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily\u2019s eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe has slippers here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe has a room here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not his room.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why does it look like he lives here when I\u2019m gone?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily didn\u2019t answer.<\/p>\n
I looked again.<\/p>\n
The books.<\/p>\n
The night-light.<\/p>\n
The slippers.<\/p>\n
And suddenly I remembered something from a barbecue months earlier.<\/p>\n
Oliver had refused to eat the sandwich I\u2019d made him.<\/p>\n
Emily had taken it, cut it diagonally, and handed it back.<\/p>\n
He ate the whole thing.<\/p>\n
\u201cTriangles taste better,\u201d she\u2019d told me.<\/p>\n
I\u2019d thought she was joking.<\/p>\n
Now I wondered how many tiny things she knew.<\/p>\n
Jacob must have been wondering too.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy does Kate need him this comfortable here?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily went very still.<\/p>\n
That frightened me more than anything else had.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe doesn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jacob waited.<\/p>\n
Emily swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe needs him comfortable with me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
Then it came out.<\/p>\n
Kate had been teaching her.<\/p>\n
What Oliver ate when he was scared.<\/p>\n
Which medicine he could take when he had a fever.<\/p>\n
That he needed the hallway light on.<\/p>\n
And the closet door closed.<\/p>\n
That he would insist he wasn\u2019t tired right up until he started rubbing his left eye.<\/p>\n
That Rex couldn\u2019t go in the washing machine because Oliver believed it hurt him.<\/p>\n
Little things.<\/p>\n
Dozens of them.<\/p>\n
I stared at the dinosaur pajamas still in my hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily started crying.<\/p>\n
Not loudly.<\/p>\n
Just suddenly.<\/p>\n
Jacob\u2019s face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cEmily.\u201d<\/p>\n
She wiped her cheek.<\/p>\n
Then she said it.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe asked me to raise him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody moved.<\/p>\n
I wasn\u2019t sure I\u2019d heard her correctly.<\/p>\n
Jacob had.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf she dies?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily nodded.<\/p>\n
The apartment seemed to shrink around us.<\/p>\n
The toothbrush.<\/p>\n
The slippers.<\/p>\n
The night-light.<\/p>\n
None of them were random.<\/p>\n
Kate wasn\u2019t just letting Oliver stay over.<\/p>\n
She was making this place familiar.<\/p>\n
Making Emily familiar in a different way.<\/p>\n
Preparing him.<\/p>\n
Jacob sat down again.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you said yes?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
I actually thought she\u2019d misspoken.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told her I couldn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jacob stared at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou love that kid.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I couldn\u2019t make that decision for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jacob\u2019s expression hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t ask me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily looked away.<\/p>\n
That was the answer.<\/p>\n
Or rather, it wasn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
Jacob leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t do that. Don\u2019t give me the version that sounds responsible. You didn\u2019t ask me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily\u2019s shoulders folded.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen she first brought it up, I couldn\u2019t listen.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause she was talking about after.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice cracked.<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter she\u2019s gone.\u201d<\/p>\n
No one interrupted.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe kept trying to tell me what Oliver would need. What scared him. What he ate when he was upset. What made him feel safe. And every time she did, I told her to stop.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily pressed her fingers to her mouth.<\/p>\n
\u201cI kept saying she\u2019d be here. That the treatment would work. That she wasn\u2019t allowed to talk like that.\u201d<\/p>\n
I understood before she finished.<\/p>\n
Saying yes would have meant admitting there might be a reason to.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo when she asked you directly?\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI told her I couldn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily looked sick.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought I was refusing to give up on her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jacob\u2019s voice softened.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd what did she think?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily looked down at the floor.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat I was refusing Oliver.\u201d<\/p>\n
That hurt.<\/p>\n
But Jacob wasn\u2019t finished.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou also decided for me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe chose not to have children.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was another silence.<\/p>\n
As far as I knew, they had.<\/p>\n
Then Jacob said, \u201cYou chose that first.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily flinched.<\/p>\n
He wasn\u2019t cruel about it.<\/p>\n
That somehow made it worse.<\/p>\n
Years ago, Jacob had wanted children.<\/p>\n
Emily hadn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
Eventually, he\u2019d told her that being married to her mattered more than the future he\u2019d imagined.<\/p>\n
He stopped bringing it up.<\/p>\n
Emily had apparently spent all those years believing that meant she had no right to ask him to change course now.<\/p>\n
\u201cI couldn\u2019t come home and tell you that after everything,\u201d she whispered. \u201cI couldn\u2019t ask you to become a father because I suddenly needed you to.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jacob shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t protect me from a decision.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked straight at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou made sure I never got to make one.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before Emily could answer, someone knocked.<\/p>\n
She froze.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh God.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jacob looked toward the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cKate?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily nodded.<\/p>\n
She opened the door.<\/p>\n
Kate looked thinner than the last time I\u2019d seen her.<\/p>\n
Not dramatically.<\/p>\n
Just enough that I immediately knew how much Emily had hidden.<\/p>\n
Oliver stood beside her holding Rex by one leg.<\/p>\n
He spotted Emily.<\/p>\n
\u201cEm!\u201d<\/p>\n
He ran past all of us.<\/p>\n
Straight to the kitchen.<\/p>\n
He opened the lower cupboard without asking and pulled out a green plastic cup.<\/p>\n
Jacob watched him.<\/p>\n
So did I.<\/p>\n
Oliver knew where everything was.<\/p>\n
Kate\u2019s eyes stopped on the pajamas in my hand.<\/p>\n
For just a second, something passed over her face.<\/p>\n
Then she looked at Jacob.<\/p>\n
Then Emily.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knows?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cEverything?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMost of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kate closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cEmily.\u201d<\/p>\n
Oliver wandered back.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan Rex stay here tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily crouched.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you want.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen I don\u2019t have to pack him next time.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kate closed her eyes again for half a second.<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
Not a dramatic speech.<\/p>\n
A five-year-old planning his next sleepover.<\/p>\n
Emily told Oliver there were crackers in the guest room and asked whether he could choose a book for later.<\/p>\n
He disappeared down the hall.<\/p>\n
Kate waited until he was gone.<\/p>\n
Then she looked at Emily.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou still don\u2019t get it, do you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily bristled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou kept leaving his things here after I told you I couldn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHis toothbrush. His clothes. That night-light. You kept pushing.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kate stared at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cPushing you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo change my mind.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kate\u2019s expression broke.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cI stopped trying to make you say yes weeks ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why keep doing this?\u201d<\/p>\n
Kate\u2019s eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he trusts you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily said nothing.<\/p>\n
Kate stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn\u2019t trying to turn you into his mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice trembled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was trying to make sure I wasn\u2019t the only place he felt safe.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily covered her mouth.<\/p>\n
Kate kept going.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf he ends up with you, I need him safe here.\u201d<\/p>\n
She swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf he doesn\u2019t, I still need him to have you.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room was completely silent.<\/p>\n
\u201cSomeone who knows about the hallway light. Someone who cuts the stupid sandwiches into triangles. Someone he\u2019ll call when everything feels wrong, and everybody around him is new.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily was crying openly now.<\/p>\n
Kate was too.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen I asked you to take him, you heard me asking you to admit I\u2019m dying,\u201d Kate said.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut after you said no, there was still one thing I needed to know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily looked at her.<\/p>\n
Kate\u2019s voice broke.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you going to disappear from his life when I do?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily crossed the space between them.<\/p>\n
She hugged Kate so hard I heard Kate lose her breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kate held on.<\/p>\n
For a long moment, nobody spoke.<\/p>\n
Then Jacob did.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you\u2019re asking whether Emily gets to promise my entire life without talking to me, the answer is no.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily pulled back.<\/p>\n
Kate looked at him.<\/p>\n
Jacob\u2019s eyes were wet.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut if you\u2019re asking whether we\u2019re going to talk about this properly, together, the answer is yes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kate nodded.<\/p>\n
Emily wiped her face.<\/p>\n
Then she looked at her best friend.<\/p>\n
\u201cI should\u2019ve answered the question you were actually asking.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kate waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhatever happens,\u201d Emily said, \u201che has me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kate\u2019s chin shook.<\/p>\n
\u201cEven if he doesn\u2019t live with you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEven then.\u201d<\/p>\n
From the hallway came Oliver\u2019s voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cEm? Where\u2019s my blue book?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily laughed through her tears.<\/p>\n
\u201cSecond shelf.\u201d<\/p>\n
A moment later, he shouted, \u201cFound it!\u201d<\/p>\n
Three days later, Emily called me.<\/p>\n
Kate had been admitted overnight.<\/p>\n
Oliver was staying with her and Jacob.<\/p>\n
\u201cI hate to ask you this,\u201d she said, \u201cbut I\u2019m behind on everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the empty washing machine in my laundry room.<\/p>\n
\u201cBring it over.\u201d<\/p>\n
This time, she didn\u2019t pretend it was hers.<\/p>\n
And this time, I didn\u2019t complain.<\/p>\n
That evening, I carried the clean laundry back to Emily\u2019s apartment myself.<\/p>\n
We sat on the couch and started folding.<\/p>\n
Socks.<\/p>\n
Tiny shirts.<\/p>\n
Then the green dinosaur pajamas.<\/p>\n
The same pair I\u2019d once held up like evidence.<\/p>\n
I folded them carefully.<\/p>\n
From the kitchen, Jacob called, \u201cEmily, how does he want this sandwich?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily looked at me.<\/p>\n
For the first time in days, she smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cTriangles.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jacob cut it diagonally.<\/p>\n
And down the hall, beside the little night-light Kate had chosen, Rex was already waiting on Oliver\u2019s pillow.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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