Maya stared at Sophie's text until the words were blurry. Mom was in the hospital. That was all it said, no details, no explanation. Her head spun, and she had to sit down.

Her hands shook as she called Sophie. The phone rang four times before her sister answered, voice thick and sober from crying.

“Maya? Did you get my text?”

“What happened? Is Mom okay?” Maya was already putting her books into her bag.

“She collapsed at work. They think it’s exhaustion or her heart. I don’t ...