“You will need passports for you and Cecelia.” He ticks it off on his fingers. “A driver’s license. Birth certificates. Enough cash to keep you going until you can find work. And two plane tickets.” My heart speeds up. “So I need money…” “I have some saved up I can give you,” he says. “Enzo, I couldn’t possibly—” He waves off my protest. “It is not enough though. You will need more. Can you get it?” I’ll have to find a way.
