ELENAGrandmother Rosa is discharged from the hospital on a Tuesday, exactly two weeks after her surgery."Finally," she declares as the nurse wheels her to the car Andre has driven up from San Esperanza. "Freedom from bland food and people waking me every two hours to ask if I'm sleeping.""You need rest, Abuela," I remind her for the hundredth time."I'll rest at home. In my own bed. Without machines beeping."The twins hover, careful not to jostle her but clearly excited to have her coming home."We made welcome home signs!" Luna announces."With scientifically accurate hearts," Lucas adds. "Not the cartoon kind. Real anatomical hearts.""Of course you did," Grandmother Rosa laughs, then winces. "Don't make me laugh yet. Stitches."Andre helps settle her into the passenger seat with practiced efficiency. He's been coming to the city every few days, checking on Grandmother Rosa's recovery, pointedly not mentioning the kiss or his declaration of love.Professional. Distant. Exactly w
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