She did.
The app opened not to a login screen, but to a live view—a room she didn't recognize. A boy about her age sat on a worn carpet, holding a controller. Behind him, posters of galaxies and game characters covered the walls.
Maya laughed nervously. "Leo, stop messing with the Wi-Fi." But Leo was asleep on the couch, thumb still on his controller.
And for the first time all week, Maya smiled like she used to when games felt like magic. Moral: Sometimes the safest link leads to the most unexpected adventure.