Brian was the first, early the next morning, driven by their neighbor, who said she had never seen anything as beautiful as their daughters, and that they looked so different from each other. Brian took turns holding them, while Jack took pictures. And Billy arrived at lunchtime with Gabby, who couldn’t stop looking at them and touching their little toes and fingers. Marilyn asked Billy if he wanted to hold them, but he said he didn’t. He said they were too little. Connie and Mike dropped by and brought sweaters and booties that she had been knitting for them for months, and Sean was with them. They said Kevin was away for the weekend with friends, and as Connie said it, Marilyn saw a cloud pass across her eyes, and she looked at her with concern. “Is he okay?” she said softly. Kevin had seemed distant and distracted the night of the graduation barbecue, but he had left quickly and she hadn’t gotten a good look. She knew Connie had been worried for a while.
