Chapter 7: Lady Fate.

"Does Mateo know?" I spoke breaking the long silence between us. We were still parked on the side of the road and I was staring out the window watching kids play soccer on the road.

"No. I'll tell him tonight." I turned to see Alvaro had a defeated look on his face.

"How is he going to take it?"

"I don't know," he started, and the way he fidgeted in his seat told me he was feeling uneasy. "When abuela passed, he cried himself to sleep for more than a month. I had to send him for therapy." He ran a tired hand down his face leaving it to rest on his chin.

"And how do you feel?" I knew he would never show any signs of weakness in front of me but it wasn't about being powerful when the life of someone you loved was in danger.

"When that clock runs out there is nothing a man can do to stop it. Abuelo is old. He's been to the best doctors but he has too many underlying conditions."

"You didn't answer my question," I said and he punched the steering wheel.

"How do you think I feel?" He