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Benny from the airport waited for us in front of the hotel entrance. The chauffeur greeted us as soon as we all climbed into the vehicle.
“I’m Hector; I’ll be your chauffeur this weekend; Mr. James Trinidad sent me,” he asked. We greeted him, and I told him that James was my dad. He told us that the resemblance was uncanny. Mysty agreed; I told her I couldn’t see the similarities. The guys thought I looked like the younger version but filled with color because I got my complexion from my mom. Kiro said it was natural that I looked like my dad because I would have a problem looking like our driver. The rest of us laughed because he got the point, which sounded ridiculous.
Hector dropped us at a restaurant where the staff sang and danced while they served the customers’ orders. It
