Inside was a detailed inspection report from the place we’d left behind.

The report listed the damaged heater, missing household items, and the results of a review into who had accessed our unit during our absence.

The building manager, Mrs.

Flores, offered to meet with us.

Maya said she wanted to come.

I was surprised, and asked whether she felt ready.

“I want to see the place once,” she said.

“I want it to become an apartment again, not the only room I remember when I close my eyes.”
We returned on a clear Saturday.