Our daughter wants me to move to a place where I can be watched over. I try to tell her that I’m already being watched over, by the Quiet People, but she doesn’t believe me when I say they exist. She pretends not to hear and says, “Mamá, it will be nice and clean there.” Is cleanliness all that matters? I know Lupe is talking about sending me to an old folks’ home. The air will be too cold and the chairs hard and un-lived in. And it would smell of antiseptic layered over urine like every nursing home and hospital. That’s not what I want, but Lupe won’t listen. How could I abandon all that I know and love?