Luca sat by his father’s bed watching him sleep. The doctors had induced coma after the operation. He watched the rising and falling of his chest as he breathed, his skin was pale, his face was tranquil. He’d never seen his father look so peaceful, he always had a scowl on his face, especially when he was talking to him. He couldn’t remember ever seeing him smile. He sighed and laid back on his chair, closed his eyes and let his thoughts drift away.
He could remember all too well how things used to be in his family, Lucia, Ricardo and him did the craziest things growing up. Occasionally, Cecilia joined them but it was usually just the three of them. They had broken into the Principal’s office in the boarding school they had attended to steal his stash of cheesy potato chips. Snacks was a
