And I said yes.

Because I do.

I remember all of it.

It was the July of 2021 and she was seventeen and we were at a Mexican place on Peoria Avenue, the three of us, and Patricia had gone to the bathroom, and Daniela said, out of nothing, that she had been thinking about doing her senior year from my mother-in-law’s house in Tucson.

And I said: “That’s not happening, mija.