"It sounds exactly like what it is."
Sofia began to cry then, but Miguel had no comfort available for her. The fact that she was crying did not make the information less true. She said she and Daniel had sometimes used the guest room, as if that distinction might matter. Miguel looked up sharply enough that she stopped trying to qualify it. The problem was not the mattress. The problem was that his absence had become a schedule someone else could occupy.
"Did Lucia see anything?" he asked. "No. Not anything... physical."
"That pause is not helping you." Sofia wiped her cheeks. "She saw him in the kitchen in the mornings a few times. She knew he was a friend. I told her he stayed because it was late."
"And the toothbrush?" Sofia closed her eyes. "He left one."