Leandre chuckles.
"I don't know, Uncle, why mama's nose gets smoky when she sees you," Leandre replied.
They were in the living room in a matter of minutes. There was food and several bottles of beer on the table. Leandre eats first, then drinks. He's not going to get too drunk because his headache hasn't gone away since the last time he and Nicholas drank.
"Are you not going to eat, Uncle?" he asked.
"I'm still full, but I'll eat what your mother cooked later," this cheerful response said.
"He's a good cook."
"I see. That's why you're lucky to have a good mother and father; not everyone is,"? Uncle Lazaro?replied, looking at him.
"How about you? Don't you have children or a wife?" Leandre asked.
"I had a serious relationship with a woman before; I thought we were
