Maddie is supposed to move in this weekend. She called to give me the date and time for her ultrasound and told me she’d thought about my offer and decided to accept. She was so businesslike on the phone I had to check and make sure I wasn’t talking to Nicole.

”I’m having a bed delivered. For my room,” she said. I wanted to insist she move into my room, in my bed, and save the second room for the baby, but I just agreed to her request. She also ...