*Norah*
I lay on the bed with Julieta stretched out beside me. River's family apparently has an afternoon ritual of taking a siesta after the noonday meal. I know this room belongs to Julieta because her vanilla fragrance hovers in the air. I suppose that when one cannot afford perfumes, one makes do with what can be found. With all the money River has stolen, he could at least have purchased his sister a bottle of scented water.
Diego walked me around the bedroom so I could become familiar with it. I wasn't surprised to discover that Diego sleeps in the same room. Julieta is the only woman in his life, a sister who is more of a mother.
As quietly as I can, I ease off the mattress and slip across the room to the small bed where Diego sleeps. I inhale his child's innocent scent of milk,
