“What's the matter, Juanita?” Campbell asked.
“Oh, Señor, I am too old,” she wept. “I cannot go on some adventure with you and start over again.” Juanita buried her head in Burt's chest and sobbed uncontrollably.
Campbell hadn't realized how difficult it was going to be for them to leave everything behind. “I'm sorry to have brought this all down on you, Juanita,” he whispered. “If I had my choice, we would live here forever and die of old age, but you can't stay here.”
“Why not?” Koko asked from the living room doorway. “She can stay with me, can't she?”
Campbell brightened at the suggestion. “Can she?”
“Sure, anyone that can put up with you can certainly tolerate me. What about it, Juanita?”
Juanita turned and studied Koko for a moment through leaking eyes. “Is he a good man?” she
