“I mean,” I quickly softened my tone, forcing a smile, “that’s really not necessary, Mom. I have Paulette, and the staff, and Gerald ....”
“Gerald works,” Mom interrupted firmly. “And staff isn’t the same as family. You need someone here who cares about you, who can watch for these memory issues and make sure you’re taking care of yourself.”
“Mom, really, I’m….”
“I’m staying, Erica. At least for a week. Robert, you don’t mind, do you?”
Dad looked slightly uncomfortable. “Well, I do have that board meeting on Tuesday….”
“Mom,” I interrupted, an idea forming. I reached for her hand, smiling mischievously. “Are you really going to leave Dad alone for a whole week? You know how he is. Some young woman at the club will probably sweep him off his feet the moment you’re gone.”
Mom blinked,
