“Hey Toni, what’s up?” “Nothing.” She didn’t sound like nothing. “Toni?” Nonna watched me closely. Her feelings toward Toni hadn’t changed, and she didn’t even know about her and Diego. No one did, except for me. I headed into the living room, away from Nonna’s watchful eyes. Mom was playing on the floor with Carlotta, who had been getting worse. She’d need a heart transplant soon, if we found a heart for her and if Dad got the money we needed for her treatment. I touched Carlotta’s head in passing. Toni sniffled and my insides tightened. She, unlike me, wasn’t a crier. “Diego broke things off
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