She was fine after.”

And my sister said — and this is the sentence that I think is the actual centre of this entire account —

“Okay.”

7:40 a.m. Infant acetaminophen, correct weight-based dose.

She looked it up.

She is not careless.

8:02 a.m. She telephones our mother and cancels.

I asked her why, in that room in Elmhurst, and she gave me the only answer she has ever given that I believe entirely and immediately.