like the sun.
“Did you ever meet my dad?” Maya asked. “Did you know him?”
“No, I never met him. I think after losing both Grace and Joaquin, Melissa was just untethered, you know? She couldn’t come home; our parents wouldn’t even speak to her on the phone. I think she was lonely, and she kept meeting men who promised her the world and never followed through.
“But she would always refer to you as ‘the baby,’” Jessica added. “And she remembered all your birthdays.” Jessica’s eyes started to fill again. “I know it doesn’t seem like it, especially for you, Joaquin,” she whispered. “But God, she loved you. She did. I can’t tell you what it would mean to her to see the three of you sitting next to each other like this.”
“What about your parents?” Joaquin asked, and Maya knew him well enough by now to hear the quaver there. “Are they still alive?”
“No, they passed away a few years ago. Heart attack and stroke, both within a year of each other. I don’t think our dad ever forgave himself after Melissa was killed. I think he regretted a lot of the decisions that he made. He would return all the letters that your parents would send to her.”
Maya reached into her back pocket and pulled out the envelope from the safe, sliding it toward Jessica. “Like this one?” she asked.
Jessica smiled sadly. “Like that one.”
“And there’s no one else?” Grace asked. “You don’t have any other brothers or sisters?”
“Just me,” Jessica said, smiling a little.
Maya felt her own eyes spill over. “You’re all alone?” she asked.
“Oh, sweetie, please, don’t,” Jessica said, then pushed the box of tissues toward Maya. “I’m not alone. I have a boyfriend, I have wonderful friends. I inherited this house when our parents died and remodeled it a little. I’m so not alone—please don’t be sad for me.”
Grace was crying now, too, and Maya pushed the tissue box toward her.
“And,” Jessica added, her mouth quivering a bit, “I’m an aunt. I’ve thought about all three of you every single day. I didn’t know how to find you, but I never forgot about you.”
Now even Joaquin had tears on his cheeks, and Maya steered the tissue box back in his direction.
“Having a new aunt would be very, very nice,” Maya said. “We could use one.”
Jessica stood up, then reached up to cradle each of their faces in her hands. She lingered on Joaquin for the longest. “She loved you,” she whispered to him again. “She loved your dad and she loved you like crazy. I know it may not seem that way, but she did. I promise you that, Joaquin. She wanted the world for you.”
Joaquin brought his hands up to hold on to Jessica’s wrists, and she ran her thumbs under his eyes and then kissed the top of his head. “Oh!” she suddenly gasped. “Oh my God, I can’t believe I forgot! I’ll be right back.”
She hurried out of the room, leaving the three of them tearstained and dazed. “You’re named after your dad,” Maya whispered to Joaquin. “How crazy is that?”
He just shook his head, then wiped his eyes on his shirt sleeve.
“Are you okay?” Maya asked him.
“I think so,” he said, then cleared his throat. “Just . . . it’s a lot.”
Next to them, Grace nodded. The photo of Peach was still looking up at her from her phone.
“Okay,” Jessica said as she came back into the room. “God, I can’t believe it took me this long to think of this, but this is for you, Joaquin.” She held out a key and he took it from her. “It’s a safe deposit box. Melissa set it up after you were born, and then after she died, I continued to make the payments on it. She always said it was for you, Joaquin. I never opened it up—I don’t know what’s in there. I figured that it was your business, not mine.”
Joaquin just blinked down at his palm, then back up at Jessica. “Melissa did this?” he asked.
“Yes. For you. She just said that it was for you.”
Maya felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.
“So,” Jessica said. “Are you hungry? Talk a little, eat a little?”
Maya wasn’t sure if she could eat anything, but when she saw the look on Jessica’s face, she answered for all three of them.
“I like talking and eating,” she said.
And next to her, her brother and sister nodded.
JOAQUIN
Grace ended up driving them to the bank