Nadia agreed it was time to move.

We met with the director of a neighborhood community center.

She offered a classroom on Saturday mornings if we could organize volunteer schedules and follow the center’s youth safeguarding rules.

The nonprofit that had loaned us the laptops offered to continue supporting the group there.

When I told Selena, she looked surprised.

“But the house is our place,” she said.

“It was our starting place,” I answered.