Cami didn’t pick up any of the superheroes. Instead she built something. Opa kept tapping as she put a few brown blocks together and then a few green blocks on top of them. It was a little tree. She placed it inside the ring of police and put the figurine in the bed on top of the tree. Then she jumped the tree outside of the ring and put the figurine of Izabel down next to Cami and Kaito.

“Does that feel better?” Opa asked.

Cami nodded.

“Can you do your elevator breathing again, Cami?”

Cami put her hands in her lap and started moving them up and down with her breath. Opa kept tapping for a few of her breaths. Then she stepped back around and sat in front of Cami again.

“Thanks for playing with me,” Opa said.

“I like playing with you.”

“I like playing with you, too. Can I ask you a few questions?”

“Okay,” Cami said.

“Do you feel safe at home?”

“At my new home or my old home?”

“At your new home.”

“Yeah.”

“Do you feel safe when you’re with your parents?”

“Mmhmm.”

“Do you feel safe with Jana?”

“Jana is nice. She plays with me.”

“Does everyone at home seem happy?”

“Yes.”

“No one seems extra sleepy or grumpy?”

“No.”

“Do you know anything about guns, Cami?”

She shook her head.

“Do you know why you’re at the hospital today?”

“No.”

“Remember you told me you’ve been sad in your sleep?”

Cami nodded.

“That happened again last night.”

“Am I sick?”

“I don’t think so,” Opa said.

“Then why am I at the hospital?”

“We have better tools here, which can help you, Cami. Tonight you’re going to sleep here and I’m going to watch you and make sure I can help you, if you feel sad again.”

“I don’t want to sleep here.”

“What if your mom can sleep here with you? Then would it be okay?”

“Can I see my mom?”

“Very soon.”

“And my dad? And Jana?”

“Everybody. Very soon.”

Cami nodded.

Opa left and a nurse went in. Cami smiled at the nurse even though she was someone she’d never met before, even though she was a complete stranger.

The conversation with Jana went differently. They didn’t sit at the table and play with toys. They sat in regular chairs, and Jana seemed torn between acting engaged and dismissive.

“I want to go back to Izabel and Kaito and Cami,” Jana said.

“Can you tell me what it’s like living with them?”

“It’s nice. They’re nice.”

“Do they drink alcohol or do drugs around you?”

“No.”

“Do you feel safe with them?”

“That’s kind of a trick question because I don’t feel safe anywhere right now. That doesn’t have anything to do with them.”

“That’s fair. Let me ask then, do you feel comfortable with them?”

“Yes.”