The arrangement that was never supposed to be permanent
She arrived with two suitcases and the understanding that she'd leave in six weeks. That was the plan, yours, your husband's, hers. Then the six weeks passed and the baby was still colicky, you were still bleeding through your nights, and nobody said anything about a departure date. The suitcases moved from the guest room corner to the guest room cupboard. A toothbrush appeared in the bathroom. Her pressure cooker replaced yours on the stove because hers seals better.
