And that is all Helen has to say on the subject of her secret mom for now.

They arrive at Charlie's eventually.

He hugs her. "I did not know that about manatees," he says, laughing softly.

"It's true! We looked at some and they looked huggy," she asserts.

"But you didn't try it and see?"

"There was a sign that said we're not s'posed to. So I hugged Granatee instead!"

"Is that my name now?" chuckles Ranata.

"No! Your name is Ranata Ekamma," says Helen. "Granatee is your other thing."

"Her other thing?" asks Charlie, amused.

"The other thing that's not a name but it's what you call somebody! Like grandma and grandpa and granatee and mommy and daddy and spinach!"

"All right then," laughs Ranata. "But I'm still only secretly your grandma, so 'granatee' is a word for in private, okay? I only ever had - the one child, so if people knew you were my grandchild, they would know about your... secret mom."

"Okay," says Helen.

"Good." Forehead-kiss. "Let's have some food, that was a long flight."

"Food!" says Helen. "I like food!"

And thus, a late dinner is produced and consumed.

Omty nomty nom.