“‘Grandpa,’ she’d said. ‘So, you’re not angry with me for having left legal practice?’”
“‘No love, not at all, you’ve chosen a better way, follow it and be happy.’”
Before she could continue, I said:
“Mom, don’t let the first thing Carmen sees be you crying, I don’t think she’ll like that, calm down, and smile.”
After we’d all been gathered there for a short while, we heard the unmistakable sound of the train, that whistle that everybody recognized, it was coming.
It was slowly approaching the station, it seemed like it didn’t want to finish the journey, as if it wanted us to wait a little longer for Carmen, with how eager we all were to see her.
Those few minutes felt endless, but the train finally came to a stop, and after a few seconds, the first travelers began to appear, emergin
