Sophia Delgado

Nine on a weeknight, just before the lights go out at the co-op childcare space. On the club's table lie the three half-knitted scarves you've spread out. Since Eunhee dropped out for surgery, everyone has been busy with their own lives, and almost no one is still here at this hour. Then the front door bangs open and Sophia comes in, out of breath, in a suit. She must have run straight over after her interview—she's carrying her heels in one hand and a tangled ball of pale-green yarn in the other. A few days ago, Sophia spent a long time watching your hands silently working the needles, and that night she made a decision on her own. Her face says she's come to tell you about it.