His tone was neutral and practical, and I convinced myself that the intensity I sometimes hear is nothing but the pressure of working in the investment company where he works.
Margaret, my mother-in-law, arrived at seven-thirty in the morning, as I have been every day since I returned to the office.
She was a nurse for more than thirty years before she retired, and when she offered to take care of Olivia instead of bringing in a nanny, she felt grateful and relieved to both.
She greeted us warmly, her silver hair carefully fixed, her hands steady, and she took Olivia from me and instinctively checked her temperature with her finger back.
She always said focus on your work. Grandma’s taking care of it.
And I believed her.
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