His Plump Mate
We watched as Raul starts his medical jargon with the nurses and wheels Blanca behind the double doors.
Once she is out of sight, Thalia sits down. She looks at Damaro and Valeno, “My wolf Nyx, is ancient.” She says.
I see Damaro’s face light up. “That’s wonderful, mi nieta.”
I lean over, “Nieta?”
She leans back, “Granddaughter.”
Note to self, learn Spanish.
Then she looks at them again, “She’s fully black.”
Damaro’s eyes widen as does Valeno’s, “How black is fully black?”