Chapter 30
Waking up in a hospital bed, even though it was not unexpected after I’d drifted in and out the past few hours, was startling. Mama and Alamo were both there.
“You’re going to break my hand, Mama,” I said lightly.
She looked down at me. “You’re lucky you’re too old to take a switch to.”
“I love you too,” I told her.
“Go call the boys, Alejandro,” she ordered. “Both of them.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He leaned down and kissed my forehead. “Do you want me to come back or—”
“Of course I do!” I stared up at him in confusion. “Unless you don’t want—”
“Oh, for goodness sake!” Mama snapped. “You, go make those calls and get your a*s back in here. You, he wants to be here, but the boy’s got a case of the guilt.”
I realized what she meant as Alamo’s gaze found mine. “It wasn’t you that hur
