Agnes followed them, issuing instructions as though she were supervising hired movers.

She insisted the diaper warmer stay, that the expensive blankets had been gifts from her friends, and that the bassinet should not leave because it matched the nursery furniture.

“Anything purchased for Paisley belongs with Paisley,” I said.

“If there’s a dispute, we can sort it out after she’s settled.”

Dad glanced at me.

“That’s reasonable.”

Lucas returned with the car seat and looked at my packed hospital bag.

“You’re really going?”