Maya had told her they were at Claire’s and could talk about cake in the morning.

Now it was morning, and Maya had no answer about anything larger than breakfast.

Claire waited until Lily was occupied with the syrup.

“You can stay with me while we work this out.”

“I can’t ask you to pay for everything.”

“You’re not asking.

I’m offering a place to sleep and groceries.”

Maya folded the napkin.