Chapter 32The next morning after breakfast, I drove the family to the airport while Maria finished straightening up around the house. When I returned home, Maria had prepared a small lunch and was setting it out on the terrace when I walked in. I said to her as I followed her outside, “That looks wonderful, Maria.” She smiled, and we sat down to eat.
“I was surprised with Cindy; she was nothing like I had imagined. I thought she would be more of a diva.” I looked over at her with an inquisitive look. “You know what I mean more narcissistic and manipulating. She was none of that. I found myself drawn to her, and I liked her a lot.”
I went back to drinking my coffee and trying to find the words to acknowledge what she said and change the subject at the same time when my phone rang. It was
