“Where are we bringing Ana?” Kai asked me, standing outside Imani’s car.
Ana sat in the backseat, yawning and barely able to keep her eyes open as she brushed a Barbie doll’s hair with a small pink brush. She kept nodding off, and I wished she would fall asleep by now because I didn’t know what to do with her or what to say to her.
“Your place?” I said, shrugging one shoulder.
“We can’t bring her to my place,” Kai said. “I barely have room as it is and don’t have any s**t that she’s going to want. You know the moment we get back into that car, she’s going to be wide awake and asking to make brigadeiros. She always does when she’s nervous.”
Glancing back at João’s house, I grimaced. He and Imani hadn’t come back out since they had taken his mother away. I didn’t blame him either. Beside
