Chapter 23: A Visit from JuanAs we sat down for dinner that evening, the doorbell rang. We have a light that flashes when the doorbell is pressed so that Noah can see when someone is at the door.
He jumped up.
Someone’s here! he signed.
Go see who it is.
He went to the door, opened it. I heard nothing, but saw him signing. I got up, went to the door, and found Juan standing there, looking rather sheepish.
Come in, I signed.
He came in, regarding us both somewhat fearfully.
Are you okay? I asked.
I just wanted to see you, he said. I hope I’m not bothering you.
Not at all. Are you hungry?
A little.
This is my son N-o-a-h.
We met, he said, smiling as he looked at Noah.
Juan tucked into my baked chicken and veggies like he hadn’t eaten for several days.
Noah looked at me, smiling
