The Two-Family House(17)

Chapter 13





HELEN


(December 1947)

Why did Abe have to go away today? Over the past few months Helen had grown accustomed to his new schedule of traveling to Philadelphia every two or three weeks. It wasn’t so terrible—he’d stay for one night and she could get a good night’s sleep without listening to his snoring. But today she wasn’t happy about it. It was late December and the weathermen were saying a storm was coming. The idea of Abe driving that far in the snow made her nervous, and the whole thing was giving her heartburn. Of course, everything gave her heartburn now. She was due in less than a month, and whatever food she ate seemed to rest in her esophagus. Today was worse than usual.

Helen had terrible indigestion when she was pregnant with the twins. It intensified right before she went into labor, so that she couldn’t eat anything for a few days before she gave birth. She looked up at the clock. It was 10:37. The boys had left for school a few hours ago. By now she was usually sitting at the kitchen table having a mid-morning snack. But she wasn’t hungry, and the thought of eating made her queasy. She decided to bring one of the cinnamon coffee cakes she had made last night down to Rose.

When Judith answered the door instead of her sister-in-law, Helen was surprised.

“Hi, honey. Why are you home from school? Aren’t you feeling okay?”

“I’m fine,” said Judith. “Mom asked me to stay home. She said she didn’t feel well and she didn’t want to be alone. In case something happens with the baby.”

Helen felt that all-too-familiar wave of jealousy again. She wasn’t feeling so great either, but the idea of asking Harry or Joe to stay home with her had never even entered her mind.

“Well, I brought you a cake,” she said, handing it to Judith. “I’ll go say hi to your mom. Is she in her room?” she asked.

“Yes, she’s lying down. She’s really tired.”

Rose was sitting up in bed and knitting, but she frowned when Helen came into the room. “Helen! You’re supposed to be resting! What are you doing here?”

“Why didn’t you call me this morning? I would have stayed with you.”

“Yesterday you were having heartburn—I thought you’d be in bed too.”

Helen laughed, but there was an edge of bitterness to it. “Who can stay in bed with the boys screaming all morning? Stay right there—I’m bringing you a slice of cake.”

A few minutes later, Helen was sitting on the edge of Rose’s bed watching her eat. “You’re having cake and I’m not hungry,” she observed. “That’s a switch! There’s definitely something strange going on here.”

“Maybe it’s the weather,” Rose said. They both turned then to look out the window, where the sky was growing paler, and the snow was falling faster. When she finished the cake, Rose put the plate on her nightstand. She didn’t want to think about the weather any more than Helen did. “Want to see what I’m working on?” She held up two baby blankets and matching hats. One set was pink and the other blue. Helen held out her hands for them. “They’re so soft!” she said. “Oh Rose, they’re beautiful. You’re so smart to make one of each, just in case.”

Rose didn’t understand. “Just in case?”

“So you have the right color no matter what. I’m so lazy; I would have picked yellow yarn. That way, you’d only have to make one set and it works, no matter what.”

“One is for you—the pink set. The blue set is for me.”

Helen could tell from the look on Rose’s face that she shouldn’t argue. She let the issue drop. “You’re nesting, that’s all. Me too, only I’ve just been cooking like crazy. That’s why I was baking coffee cakes at midnight.”

Rose laughed. “Midnight!”

“Yes,” Helen admitted. “I made three kugels too. I’ll send one down later.”

Rose squeezed Helen’s hand. “Stay with me awhile, okay? I’m not feeling well again.” She leaned her head back against the pillow and took a deep breath.

“Is it starting?”

“It can’t be. It’s too early still.” Rose closed her eyes.

“Should I call the doctor? Or do you want me to call Philadelphia and see if I can leave a message for Mort and Abe? Maybe they should come back tonight?”

“No. Let’s wait.”

Helen looked out the window. She didn’t want to tell Rose, but the wind was picking up.

She patted Rose’s hand. “We’ll just wait together.”





Chapter 14





HELEN


The morning wore on, with both snow and pains holding steady. Rose was happy to have Helen’s company, though she told her to go back upstairs after lunchtime.

“I’m fine. You should go. Nothing is happening. I think the pains have stopped.”

Helen asked again about whether she should call their husbands in Philadelphia, but Rose insisted she shouldn’t.

“Are you sure? What if you go into labor?”

“I won’t.”

“Do you want me to call the doctor at least? So he can meet you at the hospital?”