Mi Amor
“Now it is time to live for myself. If you can’t be happy for me, then I am sorry that you have such small hearts.”
He stood up. “Let’s go, Adam. We’re not welcome here.”
“Javier,” his father said, but Javier was already on his way to the front door.
“Thank you for dinner,” I said, stumbling up from my chair. “Everything was delicious.” Then I paused. “Javier loves you very much, and I know you love him too. I hope you can open your hearts to let me in too.”
Then I followed Javier out to the car. We didn’t say anything as he pulled out into traffic, gunning the car down the busy street. “You didn’t have to do that,” I said.