Blue looks at my backpack, the new pink suitcase she bought me at Goodwill. Everything is packed. Her mouth turns down a little.
âI canât believe youâre going,â she says quietly.
âI know.â
âI mean, I think itâs good. Itâll be good. But Iâll miss you.â
âIâll miss you.â I take her hand.
âFelix has a computer?â
âYes.â
âYouâll Skype me? Once a week?â Her eyes are intent, pleading.
âYes, definitely.â
âWhat about a phone? Will you get a cell?â
âI canât afford that. He has a phone, I can use that.â
âYouâll call me all the time, youâll call me and give me his number, right? And Iâll come visit. Thatâll be fun. Like once a month, okay?â Sheâs breathless.
Her fingers tighten around mine. âYes, Blue.â
âYouâll find meetings? Iâm going to start going with Linus.â
âYes, I promise.â
âOkay,â she says at last. Her eyes start to brim.
âOkay,â I say.
âWe have to hold on to each other, Charlie. We canât let go.â Tears splash down her face.
âNo,â I answer, my throat tight.
âWe arenât like other people.â
âNo.â
âYouâre my family now. Iâm yours. Do you understand?â
This last part she says into my hair, because now sheâs hugging me, tightly, and I donât want her to stop, ever.
Yes, I tell her. Yes.