She cupped her hand and filled it with water, splashed it over her eye and forced herself to blink. She did it again and again until it stopped burning.

She looked at herself in the mirror. She covered the good eye and looked around with the bad. Everything was fine and in focus. Her face was wet. The front of her hair was wet, which made it look like her hair was thinning. And maybe it was.

From the other room, Kaito yelled that they were ready. They were taking Jana to a tutor she’d seen once or twice before, then dropping Cami off at school, and then seeing Opa, just the two of them.

Izabel watched out the car window. Finally she was feeling comfortable in cars again, if she looked far enough away. She thought, if she was feeling up to it, she would go to the mall after their appointment.

“Can they bring my workstation to the new house?” Kaito asked.

“They can bring you a new one,” Izabel said.

“Why not mine?”

“Because he could be watching our old house, following people from it.”

“And by he, you mean the killer?”

“Yes,” she said.

Kaito sighed.

“Look,” Izabel said, “you don’t have to be worried about it. I’m glad you’re not, honestly. Because we’d both be a wreck if you were. But you have to respect how I’m feeling about it.”

“I do,” he said. “I’m doing that.”

“I know,” she said.

“I’m fine with it,” he said. “I just wanted to ask.”

“Isn’t working at the office going okay?”

“It is,” he said.

Izabel realized this whole ride she’d been looking at those trees on the north edge of town that Cami was always waving at.

Opa started their session by asking them about recent changes in Cami’s life. “A move? A new sibling?” she said.

Kaito laughed.

“Sorry,” Izabel said. “That was just a little too,” and she touched her nose.

Kaito explained: “We just moved and we just took in a girl.”

“And this is when the behaviors began with Cami?”

“No. She started sleep-talking weeks ago. The move and Jana, that’s all this week.”

“Okay, let’s work up to that. Were there any changes to Cami’s life around the time that the sleep-talking began?”

“We told you about the hospital that night,” Izabel said.

“I don’t mean that. I mean, changes with her school, any other parts of her schedule, if she lost anyone she was close to, if you got a pet.”

“So you think,” Izabel said, “there’s a chance this has nothing to do with what happened at the hospital that night?”

“Yes,” Opa said. “That’s what I’m here to sort out.”

“I can’t think of any changes,” Kaito said.