“I think anyone who’s been in that much pain must have a pretty big heart.” Grace’s voice was thoughtful. “And no matter what, Maya and I won’t give you back.” “Nope,” Maya added. “This was a final sale. No returns, no backsies.” Joaquin smiled a little. “But what if—” “Nope!” Grace said. “You heard Maya.” “But maybe—” “No!” both girls cried this time, and Joaquin laughed, clear and sharp in the cooling air, the sound echoing back in his ears and filling him up.