A bassinet with locking wheels was listed at two hundred and fourteen dollars.

Eleanor stood at the sink, trimming the stems of cut hydrangeas with steel shears.

She poured powdered plant food into the water.

“You don’t need to look at price tags for the nursery,” Eleanor said.

“The hospital needs a deposit by the second week of January,” I said.

“I’m trying to budget for the copays in the last trimester.

The prenatal vitamins alone are sixty-two dollars a month.”

Eleanor patted the double strand of pearls at her throat.