She considers just telling him to just man up and deal with it, put in the work and then move on, but there’s a part of her that feels resigned to it. She’s spent so many years managing a man’s feelings about children that another week isn’t going to kill her. Arthur might even appreciate it, and that settles it for her.

“Then cut it off here and go back to bed,” she says, clipped, and she moves to take the egg from him. “I can handle it if you want off the hook this time.”