“I’m perfectly fine.” “How do you know?” Mami asked. “Remember my cousin Jencarlos? One day he was fine, the next day he was dead.” “Wasn’t he hit by a car crossing the street?” Leo asked, placing two glasses back on the shelf. Kamilah hid her laugh behind a cough. Papi nodded. “It doesn’t matter,” Mami exclaimed. “The point is you never know.”
