The 14-year-old girl was facedown on the top bunk bed, arms splayed out. It was just after 5 p.m. Maybe my daughter is just really tired, Hazel Mayorga thought. Paris is not usually a late napper. I’ll just give her a shake.
Climbing up the bed frame to get a better look, Mayorga saw that the teenage girl who’d visited Paris the night before was also on the top bunk bed, asleep. She jostled them both. The other girl woke up.