MATEO
"What are you doing here?" Roseline asks, her eyes wide. "How did you even find me?"
I lean forward against the frame of her door, getting closer to her, "I'm here to see you."
She rolls her eyes and I take off my sunglasses.
"How did you know where to find me?" she asks.
"Why did you leave without saying a word?" I ask and she sighs as if not knowing what to say.
"You may come in," she says, walking in front of me.
She looks messy as if she were doing some house chores and I like it.
"Elena, meet my friend Mateo," she says to the old woman that opened the door when I knocked. "Mateo, this is my grandmother, Elena."
I extend my hand to shake Elena's and she smiles, continuing to knit.
"You may take a seat, Mateo. What can I offer you, water, juice?" Roseline asks looking m
