Author's POV
"Look, you have to tell her. If she find out the truth the wrong way, she will hate you!" Sanchez enunciated.
Ann sat on the bed, smearing lotion on her body. Her husband was right. She knew she needed to tell Kathy exactly how their mother died. But it had been a long time. 20+ years. Would it still matter now? She could just cover up everything and hide the truth.
"Remember, many people in Bonita knows the truth about the man. He's dangerous. If he finds out that she is here, he will come looking for her at all cost. It won't be good, mi amore!" Sanchez said and tried to touch his wife.
"Don't you dare touch me! You're acting like you care. If you cared, you should have been a good husband and work to care for your family. You're just a useless man!" Ann reprimandeded
