30
DAPHNE
Maggie was dead.
The last thing I said about her was cruel. I’d give anything to take it back, even though down inside I knew, every word was true. Maximilio was the most heartbroken of all; he survived the shooting.
It was grim business accompanying her coffin home from Mexico, and less than she deserved. I stood in the snake-like lines filled with passengers carting luggage. Someone had carved out my insides and left me hollow as a Halloween pumpkin.
Only a body filled with empty space wouldn’t seem as heavy as mine.
Tony carried my overnight bag and kept touching me like he thought I might disappear.
Our family code, same as the Dragos, was to keep our own secrets. What happened in the house was a mystery to people on the outside. With our mom sprawled on the carpet, Ma
