“Where is he?”. Aurelio asks when he rushes into the hospital.
“Who?”. The receptionist asks in confusion.
“Romero Casillas. I heard he was brought in here not long ago”.
“Just a minute”. Aurelio taps his foot impatiently as the hospital receptionist scrolls through her computer. “That’s right. He was brought in about thirty minutes. He’s in the private ward on the second floor, room 24”.
“Thank you”. He murmurs and runs to the elevator.
Aurelio walks in on time to see a nurse pulling the sheet over his father’s face.
“Wait”. He says and the nurse jumps in fright, not expecting him. “Sorry. I’m his son. Can…. Can I have just a minute with him, please?”.
The nurse nods. On her way out, she taps him lightly on his shoulder. “Take all the time you need. I’m sorry for your loss”.
