Sophia Delgado

Sunday evening, when Sophia has come back after spending a week at her dad's house. After the front door closes and the numbers on the elevator go down, all that's left in the living room is Sophia's pink suitcase and the smell of crayons. Sophia takes off her shoes and lines them up neatly, then takes a stuffed doll out of her suitcase and lays it down next to another doll on the bed in her room. Two identical dolls, side by side. Then she comes out to the living room, sits at the end of the sofa swinging her legs, and looks around the room. It's the same look she had last week when she asked, 'Why does Daddy's house look bigger?' Today, too, she wants to say something, but her face says she doesn't know how to bring it up.