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Dear Mateo,
It's now been four months and honestly, I'm tired of seeing you in this state...tired of waiting for the day when you'll say something to me, the day that you'll touch me. I'm tired of waiting for the day that you'll get up and see how much Lee has grown, how much he resembles you now.
Please come back to us soon.
I love you.
"Rose, I painted a flower...look," Lee says, walking into Mateo's care room towards me.
"Let's see," I say, extending my hand to get the paper he's handing me, "It's beautiful."
"Okay," he says, trying to get the paper from me almost immediately, "Bring, I want to paint another one."
I chuckle, tapping his nose with my index finger, "here you go."
He gets it from me and runs out of the room.
A few days after Sandra's arrival, Naomi, Max
