I cleared my throat and answered, “He came to watch your game sweetie.”
“I know that mom. What I’m asking is why he did?” She asked again with skepticism in her voice and on her face as she looked at him.
“Well, because I told him about you having a game today, and he is a big fan of basketball and he also used to play basketball when he was in high school, so he was interested and asked me if he could come and I said yes,” I said in a chiding tone. “Do you have a problem with that Antonia?”
Her expression went back to normal and she shook her head then said in a small voice, “No, no mom. I don’t. I’m sorry mommy.” She walked up to Antonio and stretched her hands out for a handshake, “Hello, I’m Antonia. Nice to meet you.”
Antonio smiled faintly then slipped his hands into hers, “Ni
