Cami tried to push Kaito’s knee out so she could peek at Jana between his legs.

“Okay, cut that out,” Kaito said.

Paz asked, “Did you all bring your things?”

“No,” Izabel said.

“What do you mean no? What was your plan?”

“I don’t know,” Izabel said. “You didn’t give us much warning.”

“Fine. Fine. We’ll figure that out later.” Paz grabbed a bag off the floor near Jana. “This is everything of Jana’s that I could get for now. She went through it and we’re good, so let’s go. I have other things to do today.”

They all went together toward the cars.

“Ready?” Kaito said.

They put on their masks. Jana’s was covered in flowers—not in a tacky, young-girl way, no cartoonish daises, but in a bold print that Izabel imagined on old wallpapers and valences.

In the car, Paz used her police sign-in so she could put in an address without the car saving it. They drove to a road that looked like every other road of dome houses. But it wasn’t a road any of them had lived on before, and they all seemed relieved at that.

Inside, Paz said, “This is it. Have a look around. Electricity, water, all of it is set up and being billed to a dummy account. If you have any problems—that have to do with me, problems I could actually help fix—feel free to get in touch. Otherwise I don’t want to hear from you. I can’t believe it’s already two o’clock.”

And with that, she left.

“I like her,” Cami said.

The house was still filled with things. Not the drawers in the bedrooms, but everywhere else. The closets were only half emptied, and what was left were gowns, suits, three-inch heels, and clutches. The rugs were beautiful, thickly woven, nicer than any rug their family had ever owned. Izabel found herself thinking, It brings the room together, like the agents said in the old real estate shows she watched.

In the kitchen there was an old stove that someone had refurbished. It was ruby red and all its doors were curved out like they were bread bins instead of ovens. Izabel imagined the metal sanders and the spray paint it took to make it look this good again, tools that people had to wear masks around, before people were always wearing masks.