“He also told them to sleep as late as they wanted to this morning,” I said, “and he assured them that they’d be fed whenever they got up.”
“Good for him,” she said. “That is, after all, my job.”
After breakfast, Gran took the elevator upstairs and met us in the nursery. The boys were awake, and we spent some time holding and rocking them. As we emerged from the nursery, Marie was just coming into the sitting room. I noted to myself that a good night’s sleep had done wonders, and she looked much better than she had the night before. We made the introductions, and Gran invited Marie to ride back downstairs with her. Charles and I headed for the stairs to go back down and join them and we arrived at the stairs just in time to meet Steve coming down the hallway. He was showered and dressed
