Maria's Point of View
Full of tension, it stayed that way after Kairo had gone. I watched as his car disappeared down the street, wound my brain through everything he'd said. For an instant, I thought maybe, finally, we were on the same page. Maybe we could just work our way through this mess we'd made of our lives for their sakes. But that hope, standing there in the distance, was tempered with a deep and abiding uncertainty.
Could I ever trust him?
I pushed the thought aside and went back inside. Martha was playing with Floyd and Hana in the living room, her laughter echoing through the house. They are my entire world, the reason I fight so hard, and the thought of them being separated tore at me.
"Mama!" Hana called out, her eyes lighting on me. She ran over to me, throwing her lit
